Mochi Dawnroar

Lore

The house had stopped moving its rooms around, but some of its visitors still woke expecting the floor to be somewhere else. Repairs can finish before worry gets the message.

Mochi checked the bowls, nudged a blanket toward a tired friend, and climbed into the first sunlight. A little roar escaped. Behind her, a lion-shaped echo unfolded across the room. She turned to inspect it. The echo looked considerably more confident than she felt.

Warm light reached the hiding places. A frightened traveler peeped out. Miso stayed close while Mochi tried again, this time leaving space for anyone who did not want such a large morning all at once.

Her collar still said Mochiwis. Beneath the lionlight, she was the same curious kitten. That seemed encouraging. You did not have to become somebody else to make a braver sound. You could start with your own small voice and see how far kindness carried it.