I was yet again astounded at the stupidity of some demons to even dared cross paths with this Sesshoumaru, They were not fit to be called Youkai, a disgrace to all demons. Pretending to be human, just for food. I was enraged yet kept every emotion hidden beneath, I have heard others call it this, my mask. I approached the village they were in and as the filthy ningen fell at my feet, the ones who called themselves youkai tried to flee, but it was too late, I instructed Jakken to speak to them, I would not talk to them directly. And so the obedient but sometimes irritating imp proceeded to order, in my name, to bring forward the headman, his wife and his five children. They crawled up to me large stomachs brushing the dust that was upon the floor, in one swift movement my whip had brushed over each of there heads. Without there leafs to channel their power, there disguise was useless, as soon as the humans noticed that the great leader of their village was no more than a fox demon they began to murmur amongst themselves.