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We sat there in the same tree for the past twenty minutes as we have been watching the target being carried behind the walls. Even from the shade of the trees, the sun still beat down as I looked to see the rest of my pack. Seeing them as I had when we left the camp grounds. Loose white arm sleeves as the rest of our bodies were wrapped with white bandaged tape. The only things we carried were small daggers that only fit in loose spots in the tape and the animal shaped clay masks worn over our faces. The less amount of clothing to slow us down the better. Besides, it felt more comfortable to get around. No clothes snagging on any loose corners. No pants rubbing on cuts we may acquire. I looked at the monkey, the boar, and the snake as they slowly nod their head. 

I brought my hands together as I raised them to my mouth. A soft Oriental Greenfinch call escaped my clasped fingers as I was alerting the target was heading in their direction and to alert me when it was sighted. We have been waiting for the longest for this. My pack and I have been planning this day for a long time. The Black Moon Clan was the largest clan in the area. They have been for generations, there was no contest. They had the best things as well as the most expensive. Just one of the many treasures within their walls, was enough to buy a stable full of horses along with a caretaker to watch them for at least a year.  

My thoughts were interrupted by the same Greenfinch that was made alerting us the target was sighted. Repeating the call, I had told them to alert us when to move. If we were to move and was in the clear, we would get a response in the first ten seconds. If not then I was to ask again. Even when you yourself count to ten, it was nothing. But when you had a plan to raid inside a very powerful Clan's walls with the intent to steal, it was painful. I looked back at my animal companions. 

"Be ready." Was all that pasted through my wolf mask peering at them through the only hole sloths that were created for the eyes. 

There was no answer back but small nods. Ten seconds had passed as I made the call again. Three seconds later the call was made as the four of us jumped from the trees on top of the traditional Japanese roofs, crouching as far as it was possible as we ran not making a sound. That was another thing about not wearing clothing. If had been wearing shoes, we would have been spotted already. Small bandages around the arch and heals of our feet was enough. Just enough to not create too many blisters. Not like we would get any anyways. I made a sudden stop as all four of us heard a small bird call. This was not the regular call that we had heard, it was a Great Tit call from a different member, and alerting us two men were heading in our direction. I had stopped only to be bumped into by one of my company as she fell off the side of the wall. Quickly I grabbed her foot as she fell, making no noise. If she had whimpered, the men just below her would have seen her two inched from above his head.  

Just as I hoped they had continued to walk as I let her go. She flipped landing silently on the ground as she turned back to the guards that were aimlessly walking unaware of our presence. The rest of us jumped down beside our monkey masked friend as I looked toward her for only a moment as she lightly bowed. If she were to slip up like that again, she would cost us the entire raid. I had disregarded her as I silently walked to the closed wall and checked the corner. Giving a light Great Tit call, the same alerter from a few moments again had replied announcing her location. All four of us jumped back on the roof tops as we made our way closer and closer to our comrade.  

It was not long till I found our horse masked friend sitting in the tree. She was sitting watching many different members of the Black Moon clan that were walking around.  

"The target is in closed in the next building that we are under." Her voice sounded through the horse mouth. Even when I could not see it, I could feel her lips moving. The sweat was rolling down under the mask. I knew it was there, it was under all of ours. We had been through worse but it was hard still. It was not like this was something we wanted to do. What was I talking about? We did. The Black Moon Clan was run by nothing but men that had nothing to do but do what they wanted. They already had everything they wanted, so now it was all about what to do with it. "Be careful, it is my understanding that the leader of the Black Moon Clan as well as his son are here as well. Are you sure you want to go through with this?"

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