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Waver
Her son is quiet but sensitive. He does not fuss. He disapproves.
His frowns of displeasure when she interrupts his playing to put him to sleep are adorable.
He also disapproves of that particular adjective being used to describe him.
It becomes her favourite.
He is so unlike his father.
The Dog General is loving and warm, sincere and loud.
Sesshomaru's emotions are cloaked in aloofness and silence.
His moods she perceives mostly through shifts in his aura.
He cannot control his aura well yet but he is learning. Fast.
His face already rarely betrays him and she finds herself wishing it would do so more often.
At only ten years of age such masterful control is admirable.
Still, he is but a child.
In passing she wonders if she has saved her son's life only to condemn his soul to death.
Author's Note: I have feels about Sesshomaru's mother! Many many thanks for the reviews~! I really appreciate them! Hope you enjoyed this chapter too!