I caught a chill- And it's still frozen on my skin-I think about why

Sesshomaru woke up in the dead of night with a chill going up his back.

He growled something was wrong, off.

His beast was fired up, and he didn't understand why. He placed his head in his hands, and suddenly he could hear her screams of pain, only this time it didn't sit well with him. He didn't want to hear it. It had been months since he heard her screams, her voice, seen her face.

It angered him. It crawled under his skin.

"Mi Lord?" Jaken opened the door after feeling a shift in his great Lord's aura.

Sesshomaru looked up, his eyes were blood red, and he snarled.

Something was wrong for sure. He started to pant, and his markings went jagged. He stood and quickly went outside and with a swirled of wind and magic he transformed and howled at the moon, telling it of the great pain he was in.

But from what? He didn't know.