Disclaimer: I do hereby disclaim all rights and responsibilities for the characters in this moment of compare and contrast... especially for the one who would have made his father proud. A nod of recognition is bent towards Rumiko Takahashi for her creative prowess.

This drabble was originally posted to Live Journal on February 18, 2010.


The Prince and the Pauper

Once there was a prince with silver hair and golden eyes. The magnificent pelt that rode atop his shoulder gave testament to the strength of his lineage, and the crescent moon upon his brow lifted him above his peers, marking his nobility. Clad in regal silks, he roamed his lands with his father's fang riding at his hip. Strong and stubborn, proud and free—the son of the legendary Dog General trod the path of demon conquest, crushing opponents under the heel of his boot as he made a name for himself.

Once there was a pauper with silver hair and golden eyes. The peaked ears that rode atop his head gave testament to the scandal of his lineage, and the new moon upon the horizon brought him low, robbing him of his inheritance. Clad in hand-me-downs, he roamed the land with his father's fang riding at his hip. Strong and stubborn, proud and free—the son of the legendary Dog General lingered on the fringes of human society, running barefoot through the forest that bore his name.


End Note: This drabble was written for the Live Journal community iyissekiwa and their prompt for Contest #95—Shoe. 176 words.