Deep in the darkness, seven figures stood congregated.
"The Snake, Rat, and Ox are not present, due to conflicting schedules," an elderly man spoke. "However, the Monkey..."
"He always does this," the Tiger interjected gruffly.
"Dally not on such a frivolous jack," the Dog cooed, in a deep, beautiful male voice. "Thy worry yields naught."
"He lacks respect," the Tiger retorted. "Thinks he's above the rules or something."
"I'm more concerned with the fact that the Dragon was scared away by a child..." the Sheep spoke up with a wavering female voice. "If only the Snake would have gone after the Daughter himself, we would have been able to avoid this whole mess."
"He has an identity to uphold. The point is, the old Rooster failed, and the one we believe to be the Daughter was somehow p
