Sitting up slowly, she repostioned Shippo to where he would be more comfortable. With her eyes on Sesshomaru, she unzipped the sleeping bag and crawled out, being extra careful not to wake the kit. She felt like an idiot in her pajamas. She was wearing a black tank-top and indigo pants with white puppies on them. Oh, the irony.
Tilting his head, he motioned for her to follow. He was obviously all business today... tonight , whichever. Wait... when was he ever NOT all business?
A grunt made her look up to see Sesshomaru a good fifty feet away. He had a look of aggrivation as he walked back to her. Grabbing her waist he to her to hold on. With the smallest blush, she obeyed. The next the she knew the air was whipping past her face as the flew through the night sky.