Disclaimer: This story is based on "Inuyasha," copyrighted by Rumiko Takahashi. No infringement of copyright intended or implied.
Predator
Kirara sat stiff and still, tails covering her paws.
Be the Buddha. Ignore the riffraff; they are not worth your attention.
Unfortunately, one of the said 'riffraff' was leaking blood and youki, making her claws want to extend, her body to tense, and her teeth to chatter. She was hungry!
Not that she really wanted wolf-meat. Fish was much tastier!
Kohaku paused, in his conversation, and in his attempt to cut off the flow of blood and youki by wrapping up the limb. "Kirara, I know you're hungry. Why don't you go hunting, while I talk with these guys?"
She blinked at him. Why, the nerve of that kitten! Of course, she knew that the two wolves were probably no danger to him, and it was, after all, Kohaku's decision to speak with them. Still, she wasn't quite ready to leave him alone with those two, yet.
So, instead, she yawned, showing off her extravagantly long fangs. And then, she crouched, fore elbows held up and back, her hind legs tucked in a perfect position to power a leap. She gave the two a look, and her twin tails slowly started to twitch up and down.
The two wolf-youkai met her gaze for a single moment, and looked satisfyingly apprehensive.
And that was good. It meant they knew who the real predator was.
And who was prey...
Author's Note: This was written for the prompt "Pause or Paws" (use one) for the Issekiwa LiveJournal community. It was originally posted on February 29, 2012. It tied for third. (6/10/2012)