Sesshomaru stood at the edge of the still smoldering village, holding Bakusaiga to the side.
"Ku ku ku.. I see you have been able to track me hm Sesshomaru?" Naraku floated between the smoldering piles of ashes. "I know you've been traveling with Inuyasha's pack. That must be unsightly having to travel with the human filth, needing to stop for their rest and needs. It is so much easier not being burdened down by–"
Sesshomaru's poison whip snapped through the air- Naraku jumping out of the way just in time.
"Ku ku ku.. Now Sesshomaru you know better than to try and do that. After all, you know things are never as they seem."
Crouching slightly, Sesshomaru leapt towards Naraku, swinging Bakusaiga and slicing the hanyou in half.
As soon as he did that, a wooden puppet fell to the ground in pieces.
"Hn.. Coward." Sesshomaru pulsed his aura around the area, checking for any disturbances.
Sesshomaru strode towards the edge of the forest, intent on getting back to his pack now that he had cleared potential danger, when he felt a very small, weak aura push against his.
Turning, he pinpointed the aura to be coming from a pile of charred wood that was collapsed over something. Pulling the beams and planks off of where he felt the aura he found a chest with a weak barrier around it. Touching his hand to the latch, the barrier crumbled and he felt the aura pulse weakly again.
As he opened the chest he was surprised by what he found. Pulling the chest close, leaving the lid open, Sesshomaru gathered his aura and flew off on his cloud.
Thanks to everyone who still comes on here to check on this story. I'm not quite sure where it's going to go, and it will definitely take a lot of time. Things will still be inconsistent. Since starting this story I have had a child, and have become a SAHM, so while I am momming it up in the outside world, I am trying to come back to things I love. Thanks again everyone!