Pulse – a pink jewel glows.
Pulse – a still heart beats.
Pulse – an intake of breath.
Pulse – wounds close and heal.
Pulse – eyelids flutter.
Sesshoumaru suddenly sat up. He looked around in confusion. He was alive? He saw he was alone but the scents around him told a frightening tale. His lovely little savior was in danger! He must protect her! She was so kind to him, she shouldn't be harmed because of it. He stood and shook out his stiff muscles and joints surprised to see his wound was gone. With a vicious snarl he took off into the trees.
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