A line of black wolves suddenly shrouded Sesshomaru from view. The brown wolf walked forward and stopped about a foot from where Naraku lay. The inhuman snarl it released had Naraku's body freezing in fear. There was a white aura surrounding it. Suddenly it ran straight at him and underneath him. He was in the air and a pair of back legs slammed into the back of his neck like a sledgehammer. And suddenly, all he felt and heard were teeth, snarls, and back legs.
Yet out of all of them, the brown wolf stayed almost deathly silent. He felt himself slide to a stop on his back and looked up through blurry eyes. He was dizzy from pain and the jagged bones pressing on veins and vital organs, though nothing was pierced. The brown wolf walked up and stopped a short distance from him. The white aura around the wolf increased until it was pulsing.
The wolf bowed it's head and howled. It was high pitched like a phoenix, but only an octave lower. The howl tapered off to be swallowed by the swirling wind. The wolf raised it's head and looked at Naraku. The white aura suddenly evaporated. The wolf closed it's eyes and opened them. The wolf's eyes were glowing pure white. A snarl ripped itself from the wolf's throat as he stalked towards his pray. The foolish man had dared to hurt his pack. That was a big no no. He closed his eyes again and they snapped open. When they did, the white aura was back around the wolf's body.
It was like someone had punched Naraku squarely in the chest. The aura engulfed him as he suddenly went flying and still, it threw him further. It was as if the aura was an extension of the wolf. Naraku hit many trees and finally broke through, only to realize he was falling into a black abyss.
Back with Sesshomaru, he felt agony rip through his body as one of the black wolves pulled the vine from his body. He couldn't stop screaming as it slowly pulled the vine from his abdomen. Finally it was out and he cried in relief. The brown wolf's aura slowly dissipated and he turned around. He walked up to Sesshomaru and licked his neck.
The others fanned out around him and one by one, did the same. " Thank you." said Sesshomaru. The wolves nodded, letting out low howls. They were glad their pack mate was safe. Sesshomaru felt a sudden pulse in his chest and screamed. It was long and full of pain. It was like someone was taking a knife and slowly slicing him into bloody strips.
He passed out. Miroku was walking though a forest. It was night time and he was relieved to be separated from the group. Honestly, the only tolerable one in that group was Shippo. The little kit had grown on him and he was very protective of him. Kagome screamed like a banshee. Inuyasha was always going on about being a full demon, but Miroku understood why. He couldn't protect himself as well as a half demon.
Sango just rubbed him the wrong way. She claimed to be a demon slayer, but wasn't anything close. She didn't even exercise the demons. She played with them as if they were movable chess pieces and she'd drag out their pain until they were begging for her to put them out of their misery. It made him sick to watch. Half the time, he would just slip off and exercise the demons himself. She had built up quite a record and when demons knew she was near, they would ask Miroku if he could do it.
He continued walking and pondered the wonderful thought of wringing Kagome's neck. Suddenly he stopped, his eyes zeroing in on a bulge by a tree. He walked further and stopped. Kneeling down, he touched the figure's shoulder and heard a pained moan. " What's happened to you?" muttered Miroku.
