Bandits.. Thats all they really were. but they instead took, and soiled, the name of demon slayers. Their weapons were mostly made for the kill as many demon slayers were, but a few were merely made for marring into unconsciousness. Humanoid demons and half-breeds were often very popular as pets for some richer, more sadistic humans. They saw demons as either scum or yet another trophy, even if it wasn't them who earned this trophy but bought it from those who did but didn't care. Needless to say, captured demons live far shorter than those with their freedom. Yet there are some, some who do not deserve the relentless torture on their pride as to be captured and paraded around just to demean him. Very few, all of those few not present in this disgusting demon slayer band, recognized the difference that a demon is worthy of enough respect to be let alone. Yet those who have good souls are often portrayed as the diamond in the rough when they are far more in the open than a diamond in a coal mine...
"Spread out to find those trespassers! We cant have anyone marring our name by disrespecting the northern wolf tribe!" Koga was suddenly grabbed from behind as a boa wrapped itself around his left foot.. Je was too fast to let it hit both his feet and incapacitate him so easily. he was faced with a human girl, but Koga was confused at a number of smells on her. her armer and weapons smelled of the demons they were made from and he was infuriated by the smell of already freshly slaughtered wolf demons, but what confused him was that on the numerous cuts she received in her slaughter, she also smelled faintly of demon.. He did not let this distract him so easily "Your gonna wish you never messed with the prince of wolves.." She smiled charmingly..
"Someone's got a high opinion of himself.. I'm sure my father will beat that out of you.. High rank demons are always more popular.. Especially when they are well known.. I hope you have a runner up to run your tribe or we're gonna end up coming back here again to gather up those who managed to escape.." She swung her weapon around as they cornered off.. Before he realized it, Koga was in a full-fledged position.. Somehow he had viewed her as more of a threat than the normal human, even for a demon slayer..
"Well just see. I guarantee your 'father' has already been ripped apart by my comrads.." She grinned sadistically.. "I wouldn't bet on it." she tossed a greenish orb that exploded at his feet and released a powerful poison.. Strong-smelling and paralyzing as well it would do well to incapacitate him.. Koga remembered snarling at her smiling form leaning down to see him crumple while she put on her gas mask similar to those of Sangos demon slayers.
Koga woke up in a cage and with a leather collar around his neck and hanging from the ceiling, preventing him from even touching the bars.. He tried to claw out the leather but found it was an adaptation from a dragon- demons skin. He looked up to take in his surroundings and found the room was near empty save several whips, and a sink. he braced himself for an attack despite his restraints as the door opened.. The girl who captured him walked in. she now wore white makeup over her face and neck, and lipstick and eyeliner around her face.. She wore a pink kimono with pale, pastel blue flowers stitched into the side.. She appeared beautiful, but to a demon such as Koga, natural beauty surpasses the fake, clownish appearances of human women. She walked past Koga without a passing glance..
"why do you hide your face behind that paint?" he felt oddly calm.. His hands across his legs as he sat cross-legged in the center of the cage. She smiled as she washed her hands delicately.. He knew there were defiantly other places to wash up.. She came in here for a reason.
"My father is celebrating your capture and he is already planning on selling you. He likes to see me in make up like my mother was. I have a feeling he will be engaging me to one of his comrades soon anyway. He wants to have a grandson to make up for the 'mistake' of having a daughter. Sometimes I think I am little more of a trophy to him than beings like you are.." Koga scowled darkly..
"Is that what I am to him? A trophy of another victory? Why not just take my head instead of demeaning me with capture?" She sat down beside his cage door, her legs laid delicately beside her.
"Demons of your stature are well known. And a wolf demon especially is popular as a pet. My father will no doubt break you and sell you to the highest bidder. He is a ruthless man. He probably would have sold his own wife into slavery had she not died a year ago. He was angry with her for the longest time because of how she failed birth over and over again and when she finally succeeded it was with a girl instead of a boy." Koga nodded understandingly.
"If a bitch has trouble giving birth it should not be forced on her.. The children of a pack are taken care of equally, whether male or female. Where would we be should it not be for the women who bear our children? Those strong enough to endure childbirth can surely bare arms in battle." she smiled sweetly.
"I wish circumstances were different. You are one of the most intelligent demons I have ever met. and you truly take my words in as if I were one of your own. I respect you greatly for overlooking that prejudice." Koga gasped at himself.. Indeed he had been speaking to this painted up doll of a human as if she were part of his pack.. What was it about her that made him trust her so? Her scent? Her demeanor? He was brought out of his thoughts as he heard the very faint noise of the human hunter presumably the girls father.. It was hard enough for him to hear but somehow she seemed to have heard it as well. she stood up with a sad look..
"I am sorry that I could not speak with you longer. Here." She reached into her long, flowing sleeves and pulled a small bottle of wine. Then pulling a bowl from her bosom and the meat of her dumplings from the dinner held in an ink tube made out of bamboo. She pushed these into the cage and turned to leave. "Don't let him get to you. You are better than that, - prince of wolves."
"Spread out to find those trespassers! We cant have anyone marring our name by disrespecting the northern wolf tribe!" Koga was suddenly grabbed from behind as a boa wrapped itself around his left foot.. Je was too fast to let it hit both his feet and incapacitate him so easily. he was faced with a human girl, but Koga was confused at a number of smells on her. her armer and weapons smelled of the demons they were made from and he was infuriated by the smell of already freshly slaughtered wolf demons, but what confused him was that on the numerous cuts she received in her slaughter, she also smelled faintly of demon.. He did not let this distract him so easily "Your gonna wish you never messed with the prince of wolves.." She smiled charmingly..
"Someone's got a high opinion of himself.. I'm sure my father will beat that out of you.. High rank demons are always more popular.. Especially when they are well known.. I hope you have a runner up to run your tribe or we're gonna end up coming back here again to gather up those who managed to escape.." She swung her weapon around as they cornered off.. Before he realized it, Koga was in a full-fledged position.. Somehow he had viewed her as more of a threat than the normal human, even for a demon slayer..
"Well just see. I guarantee your 'father' has already been ripped apart by my comrads.." She grinned sadistically.. "I wouldn't bet on it." she tossed a greenish orb that exploded at his feet and released a powerful poison.. Strong-smelling and paralyzing as well it would do well to incapacitate him.. Koga remembered snarling at her smiling form leaning down to see him crumple while she put on her gas mask similar to those of Sangos demon slayers.
Koga woke up in a cage and with a leather collar around his neck and hanging from the ceiling, preventing him from even touching the bars.. He tried to claw out the leather but found it was an adaptation from a dragon- demons skin. He looked up to take in his surroundings and found the room was near empty save several whips, and a sink. he braced himself for an attack despite his restraints as the door opened.. The girl who captured him walked in. she now wore white makeup over her face and neck, and lipstick and eyeliner around her face.. She wore a pink kimono with pale, pastel blue flowers stitched into the side.. She appeared beautiful, but to a demon such as Koga, natural beauty surpasses the fake, clownish appearances of human women. She walked past Koga without a passing glance..
"why do you hide your face behind that paint?" he felt oddly calm.. His hands across his legs as he sat cross-legged in the center of the cage. She smiled as she washed her hands delicately.. He knew there were defiantly other places to wash up.. She came in here for a reason.
"My father is celebrating your capture and he is already planning on selling you. He likes to see me in make up like my mother was. I have a feeling he will be engaging me to one of his comrades soon anyway. He wants to have a grandson to make up for the 'mistake' of having a daughter. Sometimes I think I am little more of a trophy to him than beings like you are.." Koga scowled darkly..
"Is that what I am to him? A trophy of another victory? Why not just take my head instead of demeaning me with capture?" She sat down beside his cage door, her legs laid delicately beside her.
"Demons of your stature are well known. And a wolf demon especially is popular as a pet. My father will no doubt break you and sell you to the highest bidder. He is a ruthless man. He probably would have sold his own wife into slavery had she not died a year ago. He was angry with her for the longest time because of how she failed birth over and over again and when she finally succeeded it was with a girl instead of a boy." Koga nodded understandingly.
"If a bitch has trouble giving birth it should not be forced on her.. The children of a pack are taken care of equally, whether male or female. Where would we be should it not be for the women who bear our children? Those strong enough to endure childbirth can surely bare arms in battle." she smiled sweetly.
"I wish circumstances were different. You are one of the most intelligent demons I have ever met. and you truly take my words in as if I were one of your own. I respect you greatly for overlooking that prejudice." Koga gasped at himself.. Indeed he had been speaking to this painted up doll of a human as if she were part of his pack.. What was it about her that made him trust her so? Her scent? Her demeanor? He was brought out of his thoughts as he heard the very faint noise of the human hunter presumably the girls father.. It was hard enough for him to hear but somehow she seemed to have heard it as well. she stood up with a sad look..
"I am sorry that I could not speak with you longer. Here." She reached into her long, flowing sleeves and pulled a small bottle of wine. Then pulling a bowl from her bosom and the meat of her dumplings from the dinner held in an ink tube made out of bamboo. She pushed these into the cage and turned to leave. "Don't let him get to you. You are better than that, - prince of wolves."