I was watching The Female Wolf Demon and the Lunar Rainbow Promise when I wrote this. I really wanted to make a detailed writing of the episode, but put my own spin on it...It was suppose to be that Ayame meets Koga, then Inuyasha, then finds both of them and must choose...never got around to finishing it...
Ayame's POV
I was clutching my shobu flower tightly as I ran clumsily through the dense forest. Too frightened to notice, a log lie in the path I was running and I tripped on it. Warm tears flooded into the fresh cuts and scrapes upon my cheeks. With still a bit of will to live left in me, I opened my eyes to see a hollow tree rooted like a knot a yard away. I did my best to climb in it and hide from the enemy that lurk in the sky above. Two of them I remember. Two round bodied birds of paradise glided low above the tree tops. One twitch and that was it. I stopped moving, even breathing. All I could hear was my heart beating in my ears. Suddenly, a small tingle in my nose was setting me up for the worst. Achoo! A single sneeze and the ugly demons dove in the direction the sound had come from. I wrapped my fingers tight around the stem of the Iris, crouching like the child I was, ready to die. I waited for the final blow from claws or wings, but none came at the expected time. Wondering what might have delayed the reaction, I cracked open an eye. Just as a fairytale princess my have her knight in shining armor, I saw a brown wolf demon leap into the air and attack one of my hunters. I marveled at his strength and speed. Never had I seen a wolf so skilled. I thought he might be a warrior, but no, he was dressed much to well to be one. He wore a long cuff of fur on his right arm, signaling his authority as the alpha of his tribe. I knew this because I had two white cuffs to show that I was heir to my throne. He leapt higher in the air and cut straight through the wing of one of the birds with a single fist and dropped silently to the ground. His back was turned to me. I knew he sensed me. He turned around and walked in my direction. Cool, crystal blue eyes glimmered at me as his raven black hair danced in the wind. He outstretched his hand to me.
"Come out, you are safe now." Came his deep calming voice. I took his hand and he took me into his arms. He was well toned and tanned. A fit leader of his tribe. He offered to take me home and I accepted. He put me on his back as he walked quietly through the forest. The soft pitter patter of a light rain against the leafs and trees in the forest comforted me more. I had been lost among these woods when I had stumbled upon enemy territory. I had no clue where to go when I was in trouble, then at the last minute, I was saved. I parted my lips and forced out a timid 'thank you'. His acceptation was warm and comforting. He knew who I was and asked me about when I was going to train in the Northern Mountains. Grandfather had said it would be soon, and I replied with that. I also explained to him that my tribe and others had been quarreling a lot and I would have to become an honorable bride so I could be married off to a leader and create peace between the clans. Then, he gave me a promise I would hold in my heart forever.
"Don't worry, when you have finished your training, I will make you my wife."
I smiled to myself and took a nap upon his shoulder, dreaming of this promise.
This memory still remained vivid in Ayame's mind. She was older now and training in the Northern Mountains. She was about the age of a twelve year old in human years, but much older since she was a demon. Taking a break from her training, she ventured into a forest, remembering this promise of the brown wolf demon, Kouga.
"Don't worry, Kouga," she thought aloud. "I will be an honorable wolf demoness that you will be most proud to marry."
Slithering in a branch just above her head was a snake demon, ready to strike at any second. Just as she neared the place in its range, it lunged, but was suddenly killed by the strike of a claw.
Ayame gasped and fell to the ground on her rump. She looked over to see a red kimonoed hanyou that had a cold look about him. He flexed a claw and gave her a sharp look.
"Stop talking to yourself and start paying attention when you're out on your own. There are more demons than the ones your grampa throws at you."
"Thank you," Ayame said gratefully. She acted as if she didn't hear is sarcastic remark. The hanyou leapt back up into the tree branch he once was slumbering in.
"Whatever," was his reply.
Ayame stood up and stared at him. He paid her no mind until her next comment.
"Hey, you're a half demon!"
The hanyou's eyes shot open and he leapt down from the branch and right in front of her face. "What did you call me!" He growled, displaying his fangs.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you," Ayame submitted.
The hanyou grabbed her by the sides of her arms firmly and hissed. "Don't you ever say that again! I've had to here it all my life and I don't need it from someone like you!"
Ayame stared startled at him, innocent tears built up in her eyes and cascaded down her dirty cheeks. He looked at her differently now, hints of guilt in his eyes. His grip softened upon her arms until they fell back to his sides. "S-sorry, I just get a little upset when people say that."
"Its okay," the young red head replied. She wiped away her tears and looked up at him. "I hear people in my tribe talk about me all the time. They say that I'll be too weak to be a tribe leader."
"Do you believe them?"
"Sometimes…" She said doubtfully.
"Well, it didn't sound like it when you were walking through there." The hanyou replied, pointing a thumb where her trail was left behind.
