Triggers: a little "gore" that goes along with hunting.
Kagura continued to tease her the rest of their hunting trip, delighting in Kagome's constant cringing.
"He did not fall over himself at the sight of me!" she argued as they carried their bounty back to the cottage.
"Oh please, did you see the way he looked at you? He didn't even know I was there!" Ruby eyes gleamed, quickly followed by stifled snickers. "He'd have thrown himself at your feet if you'd let him."
Kagome groaned, tempted to kick her sister in the shin but knowing she'd drop the deer in the process. "It's not funny."
"On the contrary. I think it's hilarious."
"You go after him then."
Kagura snorted. "He's not my type. I need someone who's going to fight back. He looks like he'd enjoy being stepped on." They met each other's gaze and then burst into laughter, their shoulders still shaking as they placed the kill onto the wooden table outside the cottage.
Working in tandem, they quickly filleted it, hanging some strips on string to dry while cutting the rest into portions for immediate cooking. They'd done it enough to be able to talk at the same time, but today they lapsed into content silence, enjoying the warmth of the sun on their faces.
"He seemed normal," Kagura said eventually.
"Normal compared to the nameless god from my dreams, you mean."
She shrugged. "You haven't mentioned him lately. I figured the dreams had stopped." On the contrary, they'd never been so vivid, the lines of his face clear as day every time she closed her eyes.
The details had increased. Kagome knew he was a warrior of some kind, his shoulders and waist sporting intricately carved armour, though she'd never have guessed it otherwise. There was a softness to his expression that she couldn't quite place, the twitch of his lips promising something else, something more.
Did he look at everyone that way?