I can't believe I need to tell you this

Hattori knew the yearlings would get antsy, at their age he wandered further and further from Iga as well, pushed the boundaries as far as he dared, but this was edging closer to the intolerable. He couldn't say he was overly surprised to learn their parents weren't the watchful type, he knew both Sedna and Raijin as much as he could by now, but as their Kaicho it was his duty to step in if they would not. Though it didn't stop him from internally grumbling about it as he made his way to the centre of the maze, where the communal space stood neat and clean. Strangely the nights were cold, no doubt something to do with the world twisting itself out of shape again, but fortunately their little bamboo fort was cosy in design. He stoked the fire, added a few more logs into the mix as he waited for his companions to fetch the yearlings in question.

They would discuss the matter calmly, carefully and something-whether they liked it or not-would be done.

"Speech"