It's going to rain. She can smell it.
She looks up from the roots she's collected as sound of thunder rumbles in the distance. The storm is not yet upon them. Black clouds float above the horizon line, promising a downpour, but they're not here yet. There's still time.
Her breath comes quicker, and she looks up to find Inuyasha's eyes on her.
"Shit," he says, taking her basket from her. "I won't pretend to understand it but go."
He gives her a small smile then, and Kagome returns it, grateful.
She jumps up and hugs his neck.
He snorts.
