Moreno's past is covered in shadows, just like his name and fur. No one knows where exactly he came from and why he seeks out Aippaq's Garden to watch dawn and dusk every single day. Only a select handful of Tokotas ever heard him speak, and if he does, his voice is velvety and luring, but the amount of words and their speed lacking heavily. This Tokota seems perfectly fine just sniffing at purple and pink flowers and gazing into the sky as if in thought, seemingly drifting into a parallel universe that exists only in his own creative mind.