--Soothsayer--
Kagome sat inside the makeshift tent, fidgeting nervously. In front of her sat an old woman, her eyes dark under a patch of reddish hair. Kagome's friends had already had their fortunes told- prophesies of futures bright with rich suitors and fat babies. Now it was her turn: sure, she didn't really believe in this stuff, but then, a year and a half ago she didn't believe in demons, either.
The old woman stared into her glass orb for a moment before looking up at Kagome, a slightly puzzled, yet excited, look on her face. "You, girl- fate has set before you no ordinary path. It- it says here-" and her voice faltered for a moment, as if she couldn't believe what she was about to say- "Your past is your future, and your future is your past." Though her friends rolled their eyes, sure it was just some vague proverb, Kagome bit her lip- it was more true than the woman could ever guess.
But now her eyes were softening, and there was a flash of green in their dark depths as she looked at Kagome. "It is no bad thing, however- though you must walk through much pain and darkness to get there, your life will be bright with love and happiness. I see children, and friends, true love, and-" She squinted into her ball, puzzled once more. "A man with dog-ears?" As the group of teenagers left, Kagome looked back over her shoulder; she could have sworn she saw a certain cat-demon, lying in the sun.