Hibiki Ōtori, one of Konohagakure's new generation of Sannin, was sitting in a little cottage in some faraway land, far from his home in the land of fire. He descended the stairs, and, after a moment, came back up with his fastest delivery hawk. He tied the scroll to it's leg. He felt sudden movement, and could detect the slightest hint of chakra. He sighed, and at that exact moment, he felt a blade at his throat. "Hibiki Ōtori." A deep, growling voice sounded out. Hibiki sighed again. "Another one? How, if I may ask, did you get into my house?"