Koren

Koren plunged a hand into the torrent roaring past Waterfall City and caught the single golden scale falling from the heavens. It was not from any fish known to the plaza below, but a fragment of pure luck, shed from Maneki-neko as they passed unseen between worlds. The Mystic Cats, who see such things, watched from the shadows of the pale stone temple as Koren, a simple wanderer, did not sell the scale or keep it. Instead, they climbed the rock stairs to the highest point and cast it back into the sky, an offering to a power they respected but did not understand. That act of release is what brought the Lucky Cat to them. They were offered no great power, only a purpose: to walk beside fate and correct its currents. The Meow Cap they wear is the mark of one who listens for the universe’s quietest purr.