Disclaimer: Read the first chapter
prompt: sheath
Words: 300
Youkai Festival?" the miko asked in awe.
"Yes," replied the Lady looking from the side at the young woman. "All of the western subjects are gathered here to celebrate changing season and their deep connection with the nature." Blue eyes widened.
"All of those youkai are your subjects?" Sesshoumaru nodded, his golden eyes scanned the gathered crowd.
"I can see that those from the shiro arrived as well." The Lady nodded taking Rin's little hand. She turned to her son with wicked smile on her lips.
"Join us when you finish here." The Lord growled lightly, but he did nothing to stop the retreating females. His head turned back to the woman on his side. She was obviously confused and dying to ask questions, so resigning himself to his fate, he allowed her to talk.
"But what about your shiro? If everyone are gathered here who's protecting it?" Kagome asked with worry. The big inu snorted lightly.
"It's sheathed by the power of nature. It's some kind of ancient magic that no one remembers now." The young miko nodded, her eyes returning to the youkai surrounding her. When she was travelling hunting Naraku, she didn't have enough occasions to really study them. Now she looked around trying to notice every detail and few times trying to guess race.
The miko was so deep in her thoughts, that she didn't notice she was carefully by the Western Lord guided through the crowd, until she was once again almost face to face with his mother. Blinking she looked back at her boss. His eyes met hers, and Kagome blushed lightly, lowering her face shyly.
The Lady smirked behind her fan, before patting her son on the arm.
"Sesshoumaru it's time."
"Eh?" squeaked the miko curiously.
"Hnn. It's time to start the festival."
AN: Sorry for being late, I'll try to be less lazy :(