A-Un are stubborn.
Sesshoumaru tries to calm the irritated dragons, and Kagome leans against the cave wall, her eyes drifting toward the back where their pallet lays buried in the dark.
A pleasant shiver runs down her spine, but it's gone almost as soon as it came. Her heart begins to pound, her face growing too hot too quick, her breathing too fast.
Her eyes cut back to Sesshoumaru.
His voice rumbles pleasantly over A-Un, and she takes in the smooth line of his cheeks and otherworldly markings—this ageless evidence of his existence.
Ageless.
Her mortality is suddenly stifling.
