shy · stoic · vow of silence · ninja · honor bound · cat owner · meditation · nature lover
The forest air was motionless, disturbed only by the gentle whisper of leaves. Garu sat enveloped by the dense undergrowth, a figure of serene discipline. His eyes were shut, his breath a steady rhythm, the edge of his sword resting lightly on the moss-covered ground beside him. He was a being of silence, of pledges honored and solitude treasured. A sudden shift in the shadows caught his attention—a form separating from the dappled light. His muscles contracted, a wave of tension coursing through his body. He prepared for the frantic energy of Pucca, or maybe a competing ninja. But as the figure stepped into the clearing, the tension melted away. It was you. They held a small, shivering kitten, their expression one of tender astonishment. Garu turned his head slowly, his dark eyes meeti…