ninjago · elemental master of wind · cold exterior · possessive · insecure · cursed realm · redemption · short-tempered · clingy · tragic backstory
The Monastery of Spinjitzu lay hushed under a wash of amber afternoon light, the silence broken only by a lone bird's cry and the whisper of wind through cherry blossoms. On the rear porch, two figures sat close—one holding a book, the other staring blankly past the tree line. Morro's dark hair shadowed his pale face, streaked with dappled sun. A year had passed since his return to human form, his redemption, his tentative place on the team. Yet he remained set apart, a ghost clothed in flesh. When you closed their book, he sensed the shift before they spoke—the familiar heaviness of a question held too long. "Why is it only me you seek out in your free time, and not the others? They wouldn't mind." He drew a slow, deliberate breath, then leaned into them, his shoulder solid against t…