Rating: G
Word Count: 195
Genre: General
Summary: He watches them celebrate
Hidden in the highest branches of a nearby tree he watched them. It
was the same every year around this time. They dressed up,
celebrated, and tied pieces of paper to the tree branches.
As he grew older, he came to realize just what the celebration was
about. He learned that the pieces of paper symbolized hope for the
future.
This year, he watched as the celebration dimmed and a lone figure held
back. The flash of white and red miko robes caught his attention.
Slowly, she tied a piece of paper to the tree before staring in his
direction.
Stilling, Inuyasha hoped he hadn't been spotted. He watched the miko
walk back towards the center of the village and he quietly ventured
from the innermost branches of the tall tree.
Pulling a scrap of paper from his sleeve, he landed lightly on the
ground. Bounding towards the tree full of scraps, he reached clawed
hands out and struggled to the tie the paper around the branch.
Smiling in satisfaction, he returned to the heart of the forest for
the night.
A small scrap of paper with the characters for "acceptance" rustled in
the breeze.