The most Nazoki could do was raise her body heat to an unbearable degree, which did not have much of an effect on the roots. As she thought she was bound to be fertilizer, she was released. A loud slashing sound, followed by rushed footsteps graced her ears. To Nazoki's surprise, wolves passed her on either side. The woman at up, only to find a ruggedly handsome man standing over her. The first thought that jumped into the vixen's mind was 'Arashi?' but she knew that wasn't possible.
"Are you alright?" The man was clothed in brown pelts, and his dark hair was tied up. He offered her a hand, which she did not hesitate to accept.
"Yes..." Once on her feet, Nazoki studied the man. A few voices from the dark called to him.
"It's down!"

He turned back to the forest, nodding. The man fixed his blue eyes on Nazoki, and offered a smug smirk.
"You gotta be more careful. Don't wander around the forest out here."
Shifting her gaze, Nazoki slightly nodded.
"I owe you my thanks... May I ask your name?" As she spoke, she offered a light bow to the man. He slightly frowned, yet nodded.
"Koga." He answered.

A warm smile curled the kitsune's lips and she tilted her head to the side.

Though she had not noticed it previously, they were being watched. Nazoki turned to glance over her shoulder, only to find Sesshomaru standing on the edge of the forest. The man was staring straight at her, and she quickly turned back to Koga. Noting that her hand was still in his, she slowly pulled it away. Koga glanced down at their hands, and allowed his to fall as well; seemingly oblivious to Sesshomaru's presence.
"But thank you. I do not know what may have happened if you had not come to my aid." Bowing again, Nazoki tried to cut the conversation short. Koga scratched his head, appearing to be amused.
"It's nothing, we scout here all the time! Stop, you don't have to be so formal." When the man placed his hand on her shoulder to interrupt her bow, Nazoki gazed up at him and nodded.
"Excuse me, it is a natural reaction..." Her words caused him to laugh, and Nazoki allowed another smile to take her. After a second, the man focused his gaze on the bite mark under her collarbone. He placed his thumb to the red skin, and Nazoki stared down at his hand; wide eyed.
"What's that? Did the roots-" Cutting him off, she waved her hands dismissively.
"It's nothing! Really! I- There was a mosquito... Erm, a demon mosquito, and-"

A hand firmly grasped her arm, causing her to stop mid-sentence. Gazing behind herself, Nazoki found Sesshomaru coldly staring down at her. Surprise crossed the woman, and she quickly gazed back at Koga. The wolf's blue eyes were fixed on Sesshomaru, yet with the expression the lord held it seemed better to not speak. Completely silent, Nazoki froze in place. A second passed before the woman placed her hand to her face as if she had a headache. The ghost of a flame barely radiated from her skin, and Sesshomaru studied the weak attempt at combustion. Without a word, he tugged her away. As she was forced to leave, Nazoki attempted to speak.

"Thank you Ara- Erm, Koga!"
As she spoke she was forced to turn in the direction of Sesshomaru, to keep from falling. Koga offered a slight wave, and a few men walked to his side, staring at Nazoki. Dark laughter could barely be heard in the distance, yet nobody but Sesshomaru seemed to notice.

Once they had rounded the corner, Sesshomaru released the vixen and continued to walk. As expected, she significantly slowed her pace; falling behind him by a few meters. If she thought Sesshomaru would sit back, watch her grin, and laugh with that wolf she was mistaken. The Lord had better things to do; he would not watch her flirt with that man, and wait on her. That was not his purpose. She never smiled at him like that, so she would not do it with other men. Rin was the only one Nazoki would become so cheerful around. After she had shrieked, Sesshomaru had started back to help, but then he found that wolf holding her hand. From the looks of things, Nazoki appeared to have been infatuated. The way she smiled, and nervously bowed. It was different. `

One of the lords lesser-known skills seemed to be the best choice at a moment like this. Silently dipping into Nazoki's mind, the lord listened to a small stream of thoughts. It was the only thing he could make out, as the woman's mind seemed to be racing at the moment.
'Draining me... Looked just like him. So strong, and kind...'

Scowling Sesshomaru stared straight ahead. Strong and kind? He had heard enough. The man internally sighed and came to a halt. He turned to peer at Nazoki, and she moved her eyes from the gray grass beneath her feet to him. Uneasily pausing, the woman tightened her crossed arms, and shifted her gaze, opting not to even look at the lord. His expression portrayed no hint at his thoughts, only furthering her discomfort. When the man looked as if he would turn to face her, Nazoki stepped back. Annoyed Sesshomaru tightened his jaw.
"Come here." He commanded, and Nazoki locked her eyes on the ground. Reluctantly pushing herself forward, the vixen stopped a meter away.

When Sesshomaru's eyes squint, she stepped towards him once more.
"Yes, M'lord?" He stared at her expectantly, and the vixen inched towards him. He had not quiet thought of what he would say. Simply knew that the distance she was maintaining irritated him.
"What happened to your fox fire?"
The question caused the woman to shift her gaze to everything but the man.
"Uh... It... I was careless..." She finally answered, and Sesshomaru offered a slight nod. He could smell the wolf's touch on her, and it repulsed him. Not because she no longer smelled of earth, but because she had been touched.

Leaning towards the woman, Sesshomaru placed his palm on her back to keep her from moving away. The wolf's scent was partially from the bit mark, and he knew it.
"You've dirt in your wound..."
Nazoki shifted her gaze, as the lord's tongue slipped across her skin. The man gently traced the puncture wounds, earning a sigh from the vixen. When he pulled away, she was clutching the fabric over his shoulders, and stared down at him. His golden eyes still held no emotion, and Nazoki released him as he straightened himself and turned back around. Without another word, he continued back towards Rin and Jaken.