Tundra orbs would scan the vicinity; a single hand would stray forth through his fiery mane. The male had recently deploying multiple paths through the vicinity to showcase a larger number of forces than there actually were. Currently he would detach his main conscious from the one modeled after his close cousin, a proud and loyal fighter; Minamoto Takumi.
Each individual held a different emotion, this being the above mentioned and under the code name Cardinal; each individual labeled as a different species of fowl. Rumors of one fleeing the village were spreading about, however the exact details were foggy and would require further investigation; in short not an item that should be occurring during a kage transitional period.
Never the least the figure would lean forward upon the terrace, eyes flickering rapidly to lock down upon the flooring below; his eyes allowing for such details to be discovered. The depths were where the prisoners currently transitioned, allowing for meals to the weaker and those considered powerful being force fed to remain in the realm of the living.
Of course this wasn’t the exact purpose of the terrace, as it allowed for a moment of peace and tranquility; an item that was becoming rapidly exceptionally difficult to come by. Clutched within his hands were a few files of citizens, to further analyze.
Without a head figure, it seemed than a likely meeting would have to come into fruition and that was when he would present the idea of separating into three groups once more. The issues becoming how many members were remaining active? This was an item he would continue to discover, assuming said individuals were able to be seen. A mere sigh would issue at the thought.
A single hand would press against the crimson mask, “This is Cardinal, requesting any active members to locate themselves to the Terrace.”
Short. Simple. Straight to the point.