Sesshomaru's mate
Kitsune growled as she sniffed the air. She smelled Naraku and blood, demon blood. Kitsune started
running at full demonic speed towards Naraku. But then she felt something hit her legs, the next thing
she knows she's falling face first, but before she could stop herself from hitting the ground, she's held up
by a strong arm. She looks up to see … … … Naraku.
Suddenly Naraku is ripped off of her by what looks like one of her special attacks, The Green Dragon
Strike, but it's a striking lightning blue.
[Kitsune's POV]
You think to yourself 'who the hell is using my sword.' Then you look down at your sword sheath
expecting it to be empty, but your sword is still in it. Puzzled you say out loud "then how in the world did
someone do that attack". Kitsune straightens from her slumped position. You look up and see a lone
figure walking towards you through the mist. Thinking its Naraku again you start drawing your sword, but
you barely pull it from its sheath then you feel a cold blade on your throat and hear a cold voice saying
"the next time you draw an inch of your fang on me, you will get 25 inches of steel in you". You stutter in
shock " I thought you were Naraku"
"You should have recognized me, Kitsune" the figure said "after all we were teenage lovers"
You blush and whisper "Sesshomaru"
"What Kitsune have I changed so much in those 175 years that we were apart?
"No, I just thought that you had moved on with your life."