Tiny Guardian of Keys. Champion of Pockets. Soft but Mighty.
Born from the finest microfiber in a land where all things are slightly smaller than expected, I am the fourth in a proud lineage of pocket-sized protectors. My ancestors guarded the keys of merchants, travelers, and dreamers alike.
Though I measure merely five centimeters tall, my spirit towers above the clouds. Green and white are my colors: the hues of spring meadows and morning frost.
Will wait in your bag for hours without complaint. Time means nothing to the truly enlightened.
Crafted from cloud essence and gentle thoughts. Petting highly encouraged.
Once attached to your keys, the bond is unbreakable. We are in this together.
I cannot be purchased. I cannot be ordered. I appear when the time is right, to those whose pockets deserve protection and whose hearts are pure.
Innokentii IV