Succumb to Wishing Droplets
Drop 10
I could not sleep for only two reasons. The loud snores coming from my hanyou brother, and lastly, the human laying atop my lap. I then decided my next move. A walk; or what the Miko called, a stroll, was in order. Gently lifting the Miko off my lap, I had proceeded to go on a 'stroll'. I had to clear my head.
The night had been calm.
No annoying hanyou brother.
No squeals from Jaken.
Just the peaceful whistle and breeze of soft wind.
I reached a cliff – and I then smelt her. The Miko had followed me. I should have know she would do something of the such. Walking to my right side, atop the cliff, the Miko only smiled – this woman had smiled at me, the Taiyokai of the Western Lands, not a hint of fear, or haterd in her scent.
Just plain tranquility.
It was almost ironic for me. I walk to this cliff to clear my head, and yet, once I do, the Miko fill's my head with the same confusing questions as before. Why did she smile at me so? Why haven't I killed her?
After hearing my question, I had mentally slapped myself.