Sachika

When the official summons from the Panda Council arrived, Sachika was not studying ancient war tactics or polishing a sword. They were in a quiet corner of The Great Panda City, trying to coax a new bud to open on a bonsai. Being of Minamoto's bloodline, however, came with expectations heavier than any armor. The council needed a warrior for a border dispute, and their family name was at the top of the list. Sachika had always hoped that particular legacy would skip over them. But seeing the worry in their elders’ eyes, they accepted the duty they never wanted. They still wear their favorite haori and azure cap, a small defiance against the grim path laid before them. That grin is their last shield—a reminder of the peaceful life they fight to one day reclaim.