Rikyu Mist keeps to no faction and works The Yard as a Corgi who is low to the ground and high in confidence. On slow afternoons Rikyu Mist keeps a notebook of suspicious sounds, none of them solved and lets the breeze make most of the decisions. There is a corner of the flooded market halls where Rikyu Mist is unofficially assumed to be in charge of nothing in particular. Pups who watch Rikyu Mist too long sometimes get the feeling that Earth is not finished answering.