Kagome Higurashi was sure that if she listened well enough, she would be able to hear the gods laughing at her this very moment.

So, she sat—and listened.

Yet all she heard and smelled was wolves.

Glancing around the room, she couldn't help but be curious as to why she was still alive. Had Koga not wanted to kill her for some reason? Had he not been upset? Wracking her brain, she tried to remember what had happened after her body froze up. More importantly, why had the wolf prince let a mere feline live? Not only that, go above and beyond and bring her to their den.

Nothing. She remember nothing. Except for the darkness.

Had she passed out?

Holding her head up high, she refused to believe such a thing. Inspecting her paws out of boredom, she reluctantly began to clean herself. After all, one should always look their best. Somewhere, in the back of her head she could not help but wonder about her odd thoughts and emotions. The more she stayed in this body, the more sass and independence she felt.

The new Kagome mused at her current surroundings and decided she could do this. She could tolerate this life. As long as she had companionship, comfortability and the right amount of attention then she would be happy.

However, the old Kagome seethed at such a though. The former miko attempted to claw at the surface with all her might while trying to get her identity back. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, she was unsuccessful.

It seemed that this new feline would be a mixture of both identities—a mixture of old and new.