The animal-like sound coming from the Lord of the Western Lands left little questions on how he felt about such a ludicrous declaration from the young wolf. Surely the brat was not so stupid as to take what was his? However, the stubbornness in the wretched wolfs aura made it quite obvious that he was, indeed, that stupid.
How typical.
Glancing at the feline demoness, Sesshoumaru quickly contemplated on what to do with the situation at hand. She was young—by youkai standards.
A pup, really.
But by human standards, she had the appearance of a grown woman ready to be mated.
If nothing else, that provided more complications than he was ready to tackle today. Sniffing her, he decided to address the most important matter regarding her age and situation. He was mildly shocked to see that the wolf at least had some self control.
Virgin.
Typically, youkai aged differently. It usually took 100 years to reach the appearance of an adult. During those years, the schooling of proper youkai politics, behavior and powers were introduced. Therefore, mating was forbidden until then. There were mating rules and procedures to this. None that seemed to have been followed in this situation. Luckily, the wolf had only nipped her. Just enough to show his intent.
Just enough to anger him.
Here was a grown demoness child. The contradiction was not lost on him. She was grown by human standards, but a child by youkai. Her conflict of emotions and identity all but highlighted her inability to be considered a grown youkai.
Reaching to a decision, he turned to the wolf.
"You attempted to mark a child?"
His tone was nothing short of frigid. However, the glare that he provided to reinforce his feelings on the matter sparked feelings of anger and fear from the wolf.
Before either could speak, the miko spoke.
"Excuse me- I am 20 years old!"
He mentally scoffed at the annoyed hiss coming from her.. Felines. Such bothersome creatures.
"It's complicated—"
The wolf was truly going to justify it? A warning growl stopped the explanation.
Trying to focus on the mess that was before him, he wanted nothing more than to growl at her for the blatant chaos of emotions radiating off of her.
Confusion.
Contentment.
Curiosity.
Arousal.
Awe.
"Stop, Miko."
"Wha—"
She may not have known what he was talking about, but they did. Her entire being was essentially being split by two different identities. Her human identity was going to have to make room for her youkai identity. After the defeat of Naraku, he had decided that for a human she was tolerable. She had a sense of loyalty about her that was rare in her kind, and respect that seemed to be extended to everyone. But now, she would have to make room for some of the more famous traits of felines.
Independence.
Playfulness.
Affectionate.
Felines were very similar to foxes.
Especially in the realm of sexuality.
The little that he did know of the miko, all but told him that such a trait was not something she would be used to. There lay the most important problem—the human miko and feline were almost opposites.
"The West thanks you for providing aid. However, we will be taking our leave now, wolf."
Before either the wolf or the feline could respond, the Alpha performed his very first duty to the feline. With a quick and delicate slice of his poison claws, The Lord of the Western Lands destroyed and removed the minuet claim that was present on the feline and replaced it with a small scar.
