Kung Fu Panda 4 (rewritten)

The Memory of an Elephant.

Meanwhile, at The Chameleon's fortress. In front of the main entrance, four crime bosses were seated at a long table as they were given tea served in miniature cups on a tiny platter. Something that would be the right size for someone very tiny themselves.

Each of them wore a golden brooch which had four curved angles going inward, along with some extra detailed designs inscribed into it. They used to wear them with pride, but that had almost completely fizzled out as time went by. They were still waiting for their associate, the fifth crime boss to arrive and in the meantime, they chatted.

"She better have a good reason for dragging us all the way up here." The bear spoke.

"I hope that for her. Ever since she stopped the war and got in charge, we've lost our standing in the assembly, not to mention these scandalous tributes have only doubled and we barely get half of it back." The badger nodded, inspecting the tiny tea cup.

"It's like we can't make an honest living anymore." The wolf nodded as she replaced the small tray in front of her a bit more aligned. The boar simply snorted.

"I was already growing tired of going to these meetings anyway. Does she think I haven't got any clients of my own to deal with? I can't keep canceling them!"

"Is that latecomer planning on coming today or do we really need-..."

"My apologies, dear friends! Took me a while, but I'm present at last."

The wolf got interrupted by their croc comrade making his way up the stairs and took a seat. Thinking nothing of it and rather letting their irritation sink away, the bear said.

"I thought it was finally supposed to get better for us the day that ol' windbag finally conked out. We used to rule this city. We! Now we've turned into lowly, feeble slaves to that bug-eyed, power-hungry reptilian runt!"

"You left out the evil sorceress part. Although... if it weren't for her after Shu Hui's passing, those folks from that filthy underground misery that they call "city" would've tried to overthrow us right after she finally put a stop to that dreadful war and we'd still think gambling and exploiting other people was any more luxurious than this. Eh? Right?" The croc tried lighting up the mood, but his attempt was futile.

"Well, you sent her multiple letters telling her you'd be no longer a loyal ally to her. How did that go?" The badger asked as the croc pointed at his right eye, which had been blinded.

"You became half blind a decade ago after getting involved with those vile people down there! And even then she allowed you protection money and everything else, so what's the real deal here?!" The wolf interrogated with a snarl.

"To her, it doesn't matter that the oldest and most respected members of the assembly have been killed off, because she always wished to have done it herself!" The boar harshly reminded the croc. "She always saw some of them as "easily disposable", as well as you!"

The bear simply hummed and then told them.

"Together, we can take her down."

Hearing that made the crime bosses gasp and scan the room, afraid of getting caught saying it or have the one think that they were already in on something. The croc snapped.

"Are you nuts?! She's a shapeshifter! She could be at this very table and we'd have no idea."

The crime bosses glanced at each other after the croc said that, hoping that it couldn't be the case. If that were so, they definitely would've recognized the shapeshifter long before this meeting.

"For all we know you're The Chameleon!" The croc pointed at the badger, then at the bear.

"Or you're The Chameleon!" Followed by.