Chimper #1382
Yomokurou did not possess the sharp eyes of the mountain scouts nor the stoic resolve of the Panda Council. In The Great Panda City, their nurturing spirit was seen as a weakness, better suited for tending cherry blossoms than exploring the treacherous high-altitude paths. They were the one everyone overlooked. When a sudden, unnatural blizzard consumed a supply caravan, the best wardens were forced back by the freezing winds. Yomokurou simply picked up their guiding lanterns and walked into the storm. The flames should have died, but instead they burned with a defiant, gentle warmth—a touch of Himawari's grace. They returned with the entire caravan, having navigated not by maps, but by an unwavering determination to keep their light alive. They are still underestimated, but no one argues when they light the way.
