"Why are you so worried?" Kagome asked. "It's not like I've got treats in my pockets that it'll trample me for."
A frown tugged at the corners of his mouth, and she stifled a giggle.
"She is temperamental. She has been known to—"
"She? You know who this is?"
"You do not?"
Kagome shook her head. "Its—her—power feels strange. Like there's something wrong with it. It's not threatening, more like—" She looked at the inuyoukai, heart clenching.
"Lost."
She nodded.
Sesshoumaru let out a strained sigh. "She is my—"
They froze as youki sparked and swirled, branches and dirt flying as matted fur was replaced with tattered robes and lopsided pigtails.