A/N: Hey sorry this one is so much shorter. And sorry they're short to begin with. I think the next one or the one after should be longer!
Please enjoy!!
Faylinn dove head first into the frigid waters of the river that surged past the little camp her and Kurama had set up. The rope around her waist tugged tight when the current tried to yank her down the river. Surfacing, she gasped and sputtered, trying desperately to draw in a full breath.
"Good god damn it's COLD!!" She cursed to herself before she dunked back under to remove the blood that had sprayed onto her from the demon that had attacked them earlier.
"You're going to get sick if you stay in there too long." Kurama called into the freezing waters.
Faylinn's blond hair stood out against the dark colors around her as she popped out of the water; she used the rope to pull her back to the shore.
"Come on. I got the fire going." He said as he turned and headed back to the camp, leaving Faylinn to untie herself.
'I guess he's mad…' She thought as she tried to pull herself free with shaking fingers.
She turned and stalked away from the corpse.
"Faylinn!" Kurama cried as he followed after her. "What in god's name is going on?"
She turned on her heel and grabbed his shirt, pulling him close. "They know we're coming. The Castle I lived at for almost my whole life is going to kill all of us, including Botan, Yukina, Keiko, and Yuki. What about that do you not understand?" She shoved him away from her and stormed off.
"Would you at least let me look at your arm?" He asked as he reached for it.
She turned and smacked his hand away from her. "Don't touch me." She hissed. "You don't seem to understand the risk of sitting here. Get your shit and get your ass moving or don't come at all."
With that she turned and stormed off into the woods leaving Kurama behind.
'I guess I should have been nicer…' She mused as she sat down, giving up on untying the rope from around her waist or the tree stump she had attached it too. She shook her head. 'No, he wasn't getting it and there was no other way for her to get it across to him.'
Unwinding her scarf she rung it out, shook it, then draped the long cloth around her shoulders to try and keep the wind from chilling her too far. She pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her cheek against them.
'This trip is going to be a nightmare…'
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Faylinn's head jerked up. She was stiff, cold, and alert as she scanned the trees for the sound that woke her up. Stiffly she unfolded herself from the position she had curled into and began stepping away from the stump she was on until she was jerked to a stop. She panicked for a moment until she remembered the rope she had tied onto herself.
'Damn it…' She cursed at herself as she set to work picking at the knot; the ground began to rumble.
"Shit…" She swore out loud as she began to frantically pick at the knot. "Forget it!" pulling out her dagger she cut herself free from the rope only to be snatched up by the demon that had pushed its way through the thick trees.
"I got ya!!" It bellowed.
"Great… It's an ogre…"
The Ogre laughed, shaking the hand that was clutching Faylinn up and down. "I gots ya I got's ya!!" It crooned. "I gets good eats now!!!"
A whip shot out and encircled the ogre's wrist. "I recommend putting her down."
"Kurama you idiot!" Faylinn shouted as she struggled to get out of the ogre's hand. "Get out of here!!"
The only response was the ripping sound of skin as the thorn of his whip began gnawing away at the arm. She knew when it had started cutting into the tendons of the arms by how much pressure was being used to hold her up; finally the hand released her and she dropped to the ground.
Quickly she reached for her weapon and realized she had dropped it somewhere. 'Damn it!' she cursed. 'Kurama can only hold him for so long.' Then she realized just how wrong that statement was.
The whip released the ogre's arm, fell back, and whipped out again around his neck, slicing quickly through the skin, severing the head.
Faylinn gaped at the headless body then turned to look at Kurama, then had to rub her eyes. Super imposed over Kurama was an image of a silver haired fox demon; it was only there for a second but she was sure she saw it.
"Kurama what was --" She started
"Come on." He interrupted. "Let's get moving."
"Hey!!" She called as she chased after him. "Wait up!!" She grabbed his arm. "What was that?"
"What was what?" He asked as he stared at her.
"That… That image that I saw."
"I don't know what you're talking about." He turned then, heading off into the woods.
'Oh I'll find out what that was…' She growled to herself as she followed behind him. 'I always find out what I want…'
