[ It is with great care that Kankuro leads Yamato away to the secluded area of land they've been working in. The construction is merely ligaments and shell at this point, but the scaffolding is present and he and Kazue have most of the face constructed from the dry, taut wood that Suna has to offer.
They need something with more substance, more ability to channel and harness the chakra that will be pulsed through it, something with more life, and Kankuro has accidentally stumbled on a goldmine by finding friendship in Yamato. All that's left is to convince him of their plight. Kankuro's feet touch down on the sandy expanse of shrouded land, the jaw-less imitation of Shukaku's face glaring at them with a surprisingly lifelike expression; the beginnings of seal work scrawled up one side of it's head. ]
So? [ He gives Yamato a side on look, his expression pliant and expectant, but firm. ]
(late march) kankuro, yamato & anyone who's present: getting the leaf on our side!
They need something with more substance, more ability to channel and harness the chakra that will be pulsed through it, something with more life, and Kankuro has accidentally stumbled on a goldmine by finding friendship in Yamato. All that's left is to convince him of their plight. Kankuro's feet touch down on the sandy expanse of shrouded land, the jaw-less imitation of Shukaku's face glaring at them with a surprisingly lifelike expression; the beginnings of seal work scrawled up one side of it's head. ]
So? [ He gives Yamato a side on look, his expression pliant and expectant, but firm. ]