She had not been sure what exactly had happened, but all she knew was that she was currently being carried. Sloppily carried—but carried nonetheless. Letting exhaustion overcome her, she felt herself drift off to sleep.

After what seemed like forever, she stirred in her sleep. The surroundings that greeted her were drastically better than what they had been. For one, there was no rain. Then there was the fact that she was curled up on something warm and comfortable. Lowering her gaze, she realized she was lounging on a heap of furs.

Taking in her surroundings, she instantly spotted her next destination. Standing up in exhaustion, Kagome Higurashi took full command of her limbs and trotted over to the bowl of water. Instead of drinking the clear liquid, she gazed back at her appearance.

Long haired. Silky coat that consisted of two colors—ivory and onyx. The ears, face, feet, legs, and tail were dark as night while the rest was the color of ivory.

Then there were her eyes.

Brilliant blue eyes.

Even as a cat, it seemed that her features hadn't altered much. In fact, the majority of her ivory fur resembled the same shade of her skin and the bits of onyx was the same color as her waist long hair had been.

Upon further observation, she realized what breed of feline she was.

Birman.

Also known as the Sacred Cat of Burma.

Anyone that knew the breed also knew the legends that had gone with it. This breed was known for reincarnation and housing the souls of priests—or priestesses in this situation.

The irony was not lost on her.