GINJA

Long ago, in a quiet mountain village, there was a small ginger kitten named Ginja.

He was no ordinary kitten—his paws were silent as falling snow, his eyes sharp like the moonlight, and his curiosity endless.

Ginja was often teased by the other cats for being too small, too playful, and too clumsy.

But one night, while sneaking near the old bamboo forest, he heard the whisper of an ancient scroll hidden inside a crumbling shrine.

The scroll read:
"Only those with patience, silence, and heart may master the Way of the Ninja."

From that night on, Ginja trained alone.

• He leapt from roof to roof, learning to land without a sound.
• He sharpened his claws not for fighting, but for climbing walls and slipping through shadows.
• He practiced hours of stillness, blending into the night until even the owls couldn’t see him.

Years passed.

The once-clumsy kitten grew into a graceful warrior, his ginger fur glowing like fire under the moon.

He became known as the Shadow Whisker, protector of the village.

When danger crept close—whether bandits, foxes, wolves or hunters—Ginja appeared unseen, leaving only the sound of wind and the flash of golden eyes.

The villagers never knew who saved them.

But in the distance, on the rooftops at dawn, a lone cat would sit with his tail curled high—watching, guarding, smiling.

And that is how a little ginger kitten became Ginja the Cat Ninja.