Kazaha

Kazaha remembers the cold wind that whips through The Great Panda City, even on days the cherry blossoms fall. It was that same wind they felt the moment their foot swept Tomaki’s from under them, a cheap, forbidden move in a duel meant to be honorable. The victory was hollow, the silence from the watching Panda Council deafening. They were not formally exiled, but the judgment in Tomaki’s eyes was a far heavier sentence. Kazaha left the city that night, trading their polished spear for a simple apple stick found by the riverbank. They walk the realms now, a wanderer whose face reveals nothing of the shame they carry. Their rivalry hasn't ended; it has simply transformed into a new kind of duel, one fought within themself to become worthy of ever facing Tomaki again.