It took them less time to return to the Shiro than expected, the kit struggling with the weight of the stag but never slowing.
Sesshoumaru didn't insult him by offering to help a second time.
"I have to show her first, right?"
"Hnn."
Shippou braced himself, then inhaled deeply, intent on locating the miko. Sesshoumaru made a mental note to focus on always being aware of others during their next training session.
"Her scent is the strongest in the garden!" the boy grinned, already moving towards the citadel.
The daiyoukai followed closely behind. "She is likely with—" A slight shift in the wind made Sesshoumaru's blood run cold.