Jukina

Jukina is the most focused trainee among the amber-leaved trees. Ask the village cooks, and they’ll tell you about the afternoon Jukina spent trying to slice a single radish with the Mega Sabre. The radish won, leaving a new chip in the blade. The dancers have a little jig they do that mimics the time Jukina, with eyes burning with intensity, tried to clear a fallen branch and accidentally pruned the community’s prized berry bush into a perfect, tragic sphere. They wear their white bandana with the gravity of a seasoned warrior, entirely unaware that the fresh cut on their cheek came from tripping over the scabbard. Nobody has the heart to tell them to just use a smaller knife; the entertainment is simply too good.