Sesshomaru stilled as he sniffed the air, his nostrils flaring minutely, chiselled face set into an unreadable mask. Others too paused, wondering what interested the Western lord so.
"What is it?" Kagome finally asked, her fingers twitching towards one of her throw knives, azure eyes cold, her legs slightly apart as she assumed her battle stance. Sesshomaru, having found that this girl was of the active, not reflective temper, chose to reply.
"This Sesshomaru senses water."
Relief washed over all, their annoyance chased away by visages of water.
"Where?"
Sesshomaru eyed the almost giddy woman, his expression indecipherable, Kagome looking as if she was ready to embrace him for being the bearer of good news. It was at such times that he saw more than a warrior before him. It was in such rare moments of her letting her guard down that he felt a strange tug on his soul; it was as if a warning was issued. Chasing the unnerving feeling away, he replied in his usual monotone: "Half a day away from here."
Prompt: n/a. Just wanted to update. I'm not quite done with Smittee's lief prompt yet..
