They would fly.
Sesshomaru led them, sharp-eyed and vigilant. Fur stretched out long behind him, giving the illusion of swirling clouds. Rin watched him until her eyes watered against the wind and his image blurred.
A-un swung his legs in full stride, gliding effortlessly along.
Jaken looked over his shoulder at Rin. "My condolences for your horse."
"Thank you."
"Will you have another?"
Rin looked up from her lap and caught Sesshomaru turning his gaze away from her. She shrugged. "I don't know," she said. "Maybe it won't be a horse. Maybe some other animal."
"Ah, yes. Songbirds. Or perhaps a cat."
"Or a dog."
Jaken stiffened and immediately began to stammer. "I-I fear my Lord would loathe the smell."
"You really think so?"
"Rin, please…"
Sesshomaru was staring again, but only at Jaken this time.