.::Winter DownFall::.
::Prologue: Sickness?::
Rin, now eighteen, had finally lived long enough to follow Sesshomaru and gain strength. She headed up the mountain in her brand new kimono that she was given not too long ago. Rin stopped and shivered a bit, the season was pretty nice but it didn't feel like it to her. She coughed and sneezed.
Sesshomaru stopped to turn to the girl, "What's the matter?" He asked with a little concern on his face.
"Nothing, Lord Sesshomaru. You can continue." Rin called happily, coughing once more.
"Rin! You fool, are you sick?!" Jaken asked rudely.
"I said I'm fine, Master Jaken." Rin growled.
Sesshomaru blinked then continued up the high mountain but stopped. The old two headed dragon was comanded to stay by Rin for awhile. The girl blinked, "But I wanted to come along."
"Lord Sesshomaru knows best, remember that Rin." Jaken said as he followed his master.
Rin watched as the two left, her hair blowing wildly with the wind.
"Come Ah-Un, let's head back to the cave we were at just a moment ago." Rin whispered.
She coughed again, almost choking a bit. Ah-Un growled in worry, "I'm fine. Just keep going, I'm still here." Rin whispered softly as her eye lids grew heavy. She coughed again, then seconds later she fell from the back of the two headed dragon. Ah-Un cried in alert for his master to come after him. Rin lied there silently, as if sleeping...
