Sometimes when Kagome returned to her own time she could see the effects of her travel reflected on her own world.
The folds were always small, almost invisible, imperceptible. The only indication that they existed was the feel of folded time through the well.
"I'm home" Kagome yelled as she returned from a full week in the past.
Something at the end of the entry way caught her eye. There was a beautiful scroll hanging on the wall. Depicted in faded ink was an inu youkai in its full glory. It stared out of the paper with terrible red eyes and a lolling serrated tongue. The dog itself was full white but in the background, right next to the dog's head, was a blue slice of moon surrounded by wisps of red clouds. The swirling air around the dogs paws was a faded green that she could imagine having been a bright, poisonous green at one time.
He heart stopped when she took in the village bellow the soaring beast. At the bottom left corner was a well.
"Welcome home Kagome!" Kagome jumped at the sound of Gramps voice.
"Where did this come from?" She asked pointing to the scroll. Only now did she notice the incense and rice set below the painting as offerings.
"That's always been there! This family and shrine has given offerings to the inu in return for their protection for generations! It would serve you good to listen to the ramblings of this old man once in awhile!"
It hadn't always been there. She would have noticed. "Why?" She asked.
Gramps looked smug as he lectured. "An ancestor, many generations ago, befriended the inu. They have protected us ever since. Why, …"
Kagome stopped listening and stared at the picture of the familiar dog.