Test before the Tale
Inutaisho and the Fox held their gazes. Both intense for different reasons, long one was feeling all too much the other was feeling close to nothing at all. However, the great dog demon nodded his head after only a few moments. Yet to the fox she demon it had felt like an eternity to her.
She watched as Inutaisho moved fluidly, pulling his sward So'unga from its place at his hip. She felt far better when he sat down cross-legged in front of her, placing the deadly hell blade to his side on the ground. It took everything within her, own being at that point not to let out a sigh of relief. She looked from the dog demon, to the bundle she held so dearly in her arms.
"Tell me my lord." She spoke softly. "Has your mate given birth yet to your first, yet?" She questions. She did not bother looking back up at him. She had a short time left to cradle her precious bounty.
"She did in fact, earlier this dawn." Inutaisho answers the question, though he was not all too sure as to why. "What does that have to do with anything?" He questions. He saw the sly smile that came to the fox's lips. She looked at the dog lord from under her golden bangs.
"You know it has everything to do with this." She spoke gently. She moved her hand slowly arranging the wrapping of the bundle to show a sleeping baby. She heard Inutaisho's snort of disgust at seeing the infant and she frowned. "You understand now why my mate cast me from the lands." She says gazing down at the sleeping child.
"You bared a half-breed." Inutaisho speaks his voice hard yet venom filled all the same. "You and that abomination should be killed." He speaks pure loathing in his voice at even the thought of bringing a half-breed into the world.
For a demon to fall in bed with a human was the easiest way to disgrace a noble demon clan. It was tarnish to the bloodline, a blemish that would take decades to be washed away and forgotten. A half-breed held no place in the world, feared by humans and hated by the demons of its fellow clan. The quicker it died and left the world of the living the better, not just for it but everyone that would need to be exposed to it.
"I did my lord. I bared an ugly yet beautiful half-breed into this world." The fox spoke her gaze fell back to her child. Her eyes soft as they looked down as if everything in the world was clear in that very moment. She carefully unwrapped the child fully to allow Inutaisho to see the kit for what it was.
Inutaisho watched with an almost child-like curiosity as the fox un-wrapped the child from the bundle. He gazed at the small thing, noting it was in fact a baby girl. Her skin was pale with rosy pink, plump cheeks. A puffball of a foxtail was noticeable in coloration of her mother's demonic form, a perfect gold with orange tint. The very tip of her tail was, colored a soft earthy brown. She had a full head of hair that was a duty brown with blonde highlights, a set of fox ears sat on top of her head in coloration to her tail. It was obvious her human father had been a dark brunette, the coloring only being lighter on the child due to the mother's demon heritage. However, it was impressive that it showed at all in her current demonic state.
Inutaisho was shocked when the fox demon held the half-breed out to him, for him to hold. He let out a mix of a growl and snort that the wench thought he would touch such a vile thing. Yet, the fox was precedent, holding her child out and letting go of her even, setting the child in minor harm's way. Inutaisho's natural maternal instincts over won him, they being strong from his son's birth. He reached out catching the child drawing her close to his armored chest. His let out a growl to the she demon, knowing what she was trying to do, however the deep rumbling of his chest, made the child stir awake. Her quite whimpers reaching his sensitive ears and he looked down at her.
The fox gave a sad smile, as she watched. She was happy she had been right; she had taken a high stakes risk. Most female fox demons would not allow any near their young till after its first year of life. Her young kit was not even a week old yet, she was completely reliant on her mother. If Inutaisho's growl had not caused her to wake, her realizing she no longer was surrounded by her mother's demonic aura would have. The young kit only knew her mother's demonic aura, knew it as safety, protection, knew it as her world, nothing outside of it existed to the infant.
In return, she as the mother did not want her kit knowing anything else, aside from her mate, the child's father. Every fiber of her screamed to retrieve her young, to slash the dog lord's throat form laying his hands on her. Nevertheless, she had to fight it; she had to hold herself back, if she wished for her child to live on past this night. She was doing what was best and although mentally she knew that, her instincts screamed like sirens at her. She adjusted herself slightly where she sat as to try to calm the itch that was nagging at her to jump the lord. She watched him closely; she knew that he knew what she had wanted to happen. She also knew that he knew he had fallen right into her sly fox trick.
Inutaisho looked at the whimpering child in his arms, observed as slowly she blinked her eyes open. She looked up into his gold eyes, small pink lips trembling as whimpers slipped past. Inutaisho noted the child's silver blue eyes that were identical to her mothers. He wrinkled his nose as the scent of salty water greeted his nostrils, watched as they formed in the child's eyes. Inutaisho moved and held the child out to its mother, yet still she burst forth with wails that surely strained her lungs. Tears pouring forth down her cheeks in small salty rivers.
Inutaisho scowled lightly at the child's cries, he continued to hold the child out to her mother. His eyes meeting with the fox's, a match of wits breaking out, on which would be over come from their natural instincts first. Both were sure it would be the other; however, the fox had been caring for her child longer, even if only by two days. Not only that even though Inutaisho held the maternal instincts for his son already, he actually was not allowed to close to the newborn pup back at the castle yet.
All k-9 females did things in a relatively same fashion when it came to their young; that they would be the closest to the child for about the first month, the male would be allowed close by, to allow his demonic energy to mix with the mother's. This showed the pup that the mother trusted the male to be close and not harm him or her. So that after the first month or so passed the child would not freak out from leaving their mother's side. Instead, they would want to be close to the male, in order to know his demonic presences better than and as well as they knew their mothers.
The child continued to cry out as the two demons's glared at each other both letting out small growls. However, the fox finally caved, she reached forth quicker then she had meant grabbing her young in her arms. She cradled her to her chest, cooing and purring lightly to calm the frightened kit. She gently pets her ears being mindful of her claws not wanting to knick her kit and cause, her to bleed. In a matter of moments the child's cries subsided, she looked up at her mother, eyes glazed with tears. She hiccupped lightly before nestling down and closing her eyes again to fall back to sleep.
Inutaisho took hold of his sward to leave; he had enough of these games. The fox looked at him her eyes going wide. "Please don't leave!" She says straining her voice above a whisper, her voice cracking painfully. Inutaisho looked at the mother his eyes narrowing, flashing with an unspoken warning. "I'm sorry." She says nodding her head low, the closest she could get to bowing without setting her child down.
"Your story you filthy wench." Inutaisho spoke. He would not admit it out load but the fox had his interest with the little test she just pulled on him. He knew no female demons that would do something so insane, that it reached a human leave. Demons after all were blessed with a higher intelligent's for a reason.