Chimpers

0x3…360

ERC721

Makoma remembered the sting of bamboo splinters in their palms, a sharp counterpoint to the elder’s gentle dismissal. Their hands, the elder said, were too restless for the patient art of carving, their mind too playful. For a time, Makoma believed it, watching others shape perfect flutes and lattices beneath the purple-hued sky. But the itch to wander the high mountain paths was stronger than their desire for approval. They started packing the discarded, imperfect stalks of bamboo—the ones too crooked for art. They learned that a split stalk made a fine splint and a notched one could anchor a rope against the biting wind. The Kitsune mask wasn't for ceremony; it was to keep the dust from their face. They get far fewer splinters now, but they come from climbing, not carving.

Name

Makoma

Owner

0x3ca20831EBea5C99AA6E574D83f0A7C733F7e4D0

ID#822

Rarity

LO:60%