Ragamuffin
Katsurou stood on a stool in the middle of the room. Large bolts of heavy fabric covered the floor.
"Quit moving or I'll pinch you!" A sharp old lady youkai snapped at him.
Katsurou eyed her with disdain. She was odd looking, and really creepy in his opinion. He assumed she was a spider youkai considering she had a few extra arms and too many eyes. Katsurou flattened his ears against his head in displeasure. He had no idea that getting a new wardrobe would take this long!
"When I am through, you will look like a prince!" She boasted.
Katsurou frowned. "My dad's clothes were just fine and he was a prince."
The seamstress rolled her eyes. "You looked like a ragamuffin!"
Katsurou let out a low menacing growl. "There is nothing wrong with my father's clothes. He was given those clothes by my grandfather, and they protected him all his life. He even defeated Naraku wearing those clothes!"
The seamstress paused in pinning the fabric. It was as if it just dawned on her just who she was speaking to.
"Inu no Taisho gave your father that robe?"
Katsurou puffed out his chest. "Yes."
"A thousand apologies my lord, I did not realize how much they meant to you." The seamstress groveled. She knew what would happen; if word got back to Sesshoumaru that she had been disrespectful.
"Keh." Katsurou crossed his arms over his chest.
"Perhaps, I will make you something special then." The spider youkai offered.