Thirty-Two.
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He told her he would wait for her near the Bone-Eater's well, and they departed ways at the border of the forest.
Kagome kept going towards the huts, waving and smiling at the villagers who raised their heads to bow politely in her direction. She wondered, not for the first time, for how long the task that Sesshoumaru had required from her would take her away from her little world, and if she had been too reckless in accepting to help him.
But this what was done in a pack, right? And some part of her kind of liked that.
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(100 words.)
