Hisaka

Ask anyone in The Heart of the Forest about the leaf Hisaka wears, and they’ll stop their singing to tell you. It’s from the oldest amberwood, a perfect specimen they caught as it fell. Hisaka was always quiet, more interested in finding the sweetest berries than sparring, but their skill with that katana was like a silent dance. One day, a strange hum filled the clearing—a thought that wasn't our own. We all felt it, but Hisaka heard it as a voice. It was Kenji’s call. Their gaze went distant, listening to a song no one else could hear. They fastened their battle jacket, tucked the leaf carefully into their hair, and walked away. The leaf isn't for luck; it's a promise to remember the taste of home.