InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Demon of Another Color ❯ Caught Her ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Baske 
Sesshoumaru begins his hunt for the demoness
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Action | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.16.2005 | Updated On: 03.18.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 183 | Status: Completed
Sesshoumaru begins his hunt for the demoness
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Fantasy / Action | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.16.2005 | Updated On: 03.18.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 183 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Yea yea, you know the drill, I don't own Inuyasha. From here on out I don't own Inuyasha in any of my chapters. There, I saved myself 5 seconds.
Chapter 3: Caught Her
Back at his manor that evening, Sesshoumaru scanned over the many scrolls of his library, passed down to him by his father. He finally stopped at one labeled 'Horse Youkai', pulled it out, and blew off the thick layer of dust. The scroll was carefully unrolled, molten gold eyes scanning snippets of information about the equine demons that may have been in his father's or father's advisor's handwriting.
"Horse Youkai work and associate with horses, similar to the way Wolf Youkai relate to wolves. They live in strictly organized herds led by one female matriarch, all royalty bear the unique mark of their herd..."
"Breeding is strictly for strength, stamina, and also beauty; the strongest males seek out the strongest females during breeding season, thus constantly strengthening the herd. These demons are known for their speed, which surpasses any other demon, as well as their abilities in leaping, dodging, and general grace..."
"Little is known of the youkai's culture- they seem to find no need to associate with other demons and dislike confrontation. Although, it has been noted that horse demons are fond of humans..." Sesshoumaru's amber eyes narrowed before continuing.
"Horse Yoikai follow a strict set of body language "laws" that every one must follow; for example, to take a loner or banished into one's herd, a dominant youkai will chase the "acceptee" until the acceptee stops and submits. The dominant will turn their back to the subordinate and the subordinate, who must follow the laws, will follow the dominate in submission. Licking the lips are a law of submission, as is turning of the back a gesture of disrespect...."
Sesshoumaru paused in consideration, 'This information will be useful, if its true. I can use her own laws against her.'
Lord of the Western Lands decided to begin his hunt for the elusive dame before dawn, giving her the chance to believe she had escaped him well after the evening's meeting and possibly catching her still in slumber. If horse demons did sleep.
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< br> Now the horizon was just beginning to lighten with the sun's wakening. The castle was quite and Sesshoumaru took this oppertunity to leave without any questions.
He returned to the same meadow he had first spotted her, freezing as his keen ears caught the secretive muffles of shifting grass. The sky was a hazy grey and a light fog rested over the dew-licked grass.The fog allowed every scent around him to by ampified and that fimilar, wild, earthy scent of the demoness was somewhat strong; she was close. He followed the scent and sounds along the tree border. There she was.
Sesshoumaru's cold eyes glinted amusement to find the fae practicing an acrobatic display, practically slicing through the fog and leaving trails through the damp grass where she landed. Her bare, lean legs darted through the emerald blades, coiled, and launched her high into the air. Her feet and calves where neatly tucked under her, her torso twisted, her graceful arms balancing her form in the air. She landed lightly on her toes and instantly leapt backwards, arching her back to land on her hands, and leapt again with another arch to return to her feet. Her movements were... agreeable to the inu-youkai. He wasn't sure if she was excersising, practicing battle moves, dancing, or all of the above, but she was talented at it. She might have matched him.
Sesshoumaru stepped out of the shadows into the clearing. The demoness caught movement out of the corner of her eye and froze, gazing at him. The two stood statue-still for a minute, each one staring the other down. Sesshoumaru, slightly annoyed by her eyes not avoiding his, took a step forward. She gave a light snort snort and bounded away. This time Sesshoumaru formed into an arrow of light and quickly followed after, even in his aurora he could follow her scent and occationally caught glimpses of her tail as it swayed after her.
He purposely slowed, letting her thing she was getting away. The demoness gave one last blinding sprint, bursting from the forest and into another field. She took a quick glance behind her with a smirk, 'Lost 'em.' Her soundless feet jogged over to a small stream that cut through the field and gingerly stepped into the icy water. A sound stirred behind her, a light beam bursted from the same trail she had just come from. She spun and started to spring off.
"Stop."
She paused, long enough to look at her persuer, standing only a few strides away from her unmoving.
'Hey... that's-' Her panicked instincts took over and she sprang away before finishing the thought, her sharp ears catching the sound of him still following. She darted across this meadow and back to some trees thinking, 'He was close enough to attack me, I know he's capable." Flashback from their previous battle flashed in her mind. He was the one who set her free from that monster. Maybe he didn't want to kill her? Again, she darted forward, stopped and turned to his advancing form. She couldn't run forever, he had chased her much longer than any other offender and she wasn't afraid to fight him if she must. He was very powerful though.
Her grey orbs watched as the beam also halted, forming into a handsome youkai wearing an awfully large amount of clothing. There was some sort of fur over his shoulder, possibly a decoration of his rank. Upon his brow was a cresent moon, she wondered if like her own people, it was a marking of royalty. His emotionless eyes sent a chill through her spine that she didn't like.
He wasn't moving, just standing there with those golden eyes void of feeling piercing hers. Why wasn't he attacking? 'He couldn't possibly...does he know our laws? He's trying to accept me into his herd?' She tilted her head in puzzlement, 'Well as long as he doesn't attack... the company would be nice...'
Unsure if this was some sort of trick or not, she hesitantly lowered her head and licked her lips. Greatly to her surprise, he turned his back to her and waited. Cautiously, she stepped over to him, ready to take off at the slightest wrong move. Now she was within arm's reach of him, looking up at him with her chin tucked near her neck.
"You're no horse youkai, so you have no herd. Why did you just accept me?"
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Chapter 3: Caught Her
Back at his manor that evening, Sesshoumaru scanned over the many scrolls of his library, passed down to him by his father. He finally stopped at one labeled 'Horse Youkai', pulled it out, and blew off the thick layer of dust. The scroll was carefully unrolled, molten gold eyes scanning snippets of information about the equine demons that may have been in his father's or father's advisor's handwriting.
"Horse Youkai work and associate with horses, similar to the way Wolf Youkai relate to wolves. They live in strictly organized herds led by one female matriarch, all royalty bear the unique mark of their herd..."
"Breeding is strictly for strength, stamina, and also beauty; the strongest males seek out the strongest females during breeding season, thus constantly strengthening the herd. These demons are known for their speed, which surpasses any other demon, as well as their abilities in leaping, dodging, and general grace..."
"Little is known of the youkai's culture- they seem to find no need to associate with other demons and dislike confrontation. Although, it has been noted that horse demons are fond of humans..." Sesshoumaru's amber eyes narrowed before continuing.
"Horse Yoikai follow a strict set of body language "laws" that every one must follow; for example, to take a loner or banished into one's herd, a dominant youkai will chase the "acceptee" until the acceptee stops and submits. The dominant will turn their back to the subordinate and the subordinate, who must follow the laws, will follow the dominate in submission. Licking the lips are a law of submission, as is turning of the back a gesture of disrespect...."
Sesshoumaru paused in consideration, 'This information will be useful, if its true. I can use her own laws against her.'
Lord of the Western Lands decided to begin his hunt for the elusive dame before dawn, giving her the chance to believe she had escaped him well after the evening's meeting and possibly catching her still in slumber. If horse demons did sleep.
*******************************************
< br> Now the horizon was just beginning to lighten with the sun's wakening. The castle was quite and Sesshoumaru took this oppertunity to leave without any questions.
He returned to the same meadow he had first spotted her, freezing as his keen ears caught the secretive muffles of shifting grass. The sky was a hazy grey and a light fog rested over the dew-licked grass.The fog allowed every scent around him to by ampified and that fimilar, wild, earthy scent of the demoness was somewhat strong; she was close. He followed the scent and sounds along the tree border. There she was.
Sesshoumaru's cold eyes glinted amusement to find the fae practicing an acrobatic display, practically slicing through the fog and leaving trails through the damp grass where she landed. Her bare, lean legs darted through the emerald blades, coiled, and launched her high into the air. Her feet and calves where neatly tucked under her, her torso twisted, her graceful arms balancing her form in the air. She landed lightly on her toes and instantly leapt backwards, arching her back to land on her hands, and leapt again with another arch to return to her feet. Her movements were... agreeable to the inu-youkai. He wasn't sure if she was excersising, practicing battle moves, dancing, or all of the above, but she was talented at it. She might have matched him.
Sesshoumaru stepped out of the shadows into the clearing. The demoness caught movement out of the corner of her eye and froze, gazing at him. The two stood statue-still for a minute, each one staring the other down. Sesshoumaru, slightly annoyed by her eyes not avoiding his, took a step forward. She gave a light snort snort and bounded away. This time Sesshoumaru formed into an arrow of light and quickly followed after, even in his aurora he could follow her scent and occationally caught glimpses of her tail as it swayed after her.
He purposely slowed, letting her thing she was getting away. The demoness gave one last blinding sprint, bursting from the forest and into another field. She took a quick glance behind her with a smirk, 'Lost 'em.' Her soundless feet jogged over to a small stream that cut through the field and gingerly stepped into the icy water. A sound stirred behind her, a light beam bursted from the same trail she had just come from. She spun and started to spring off.
"Stop."
She paused, long enough to look at her persuer, standing only a few strides away from her unmoving.
'Hey... that's-' Her panicked instincts took over and she sprang away before finishing the thought, her sharp ears catching the sound of him still following. She darted across this meadow and back to some trees thinking, 'He was close enough to attack me, I know he's capable." Flashback from their previous battle flashed in her mind. He was the one who set her free from that monster. Maybe he didn't want to kill her? Again, she darted forward, stopped and turned to his advancing form. She couldn't run forever, he had chased her much longer than any other offender and she wasn't afraid to fight him if she must. He was very powerful though.
Her grey orbs watched as the beam also halted, forming into a handsome youkai wearing an awfully large amount of clothing. There was some sort of fur over his shoulder, possibly a decoration of his rank. Upon his brow was a cresent moon, she wondered if like her own people, it was a marking of royalty. His emotionless eyes sent a chill through her spine that she didn't like.
He wasn't moving, just standing there with those golden eyes void of feeling piercing hers. Why wasn't he attacking? 'He couldn't possibly...does he know our laws? He's trying to accept me into his herd?' She tilted her head in puzzlement, 'Well as long as he doesn't attack... the company would be nice...'
Unsure if this was some sort of trick or not, she hesitantly lowered her head and licked her lips. Greatly to her surprise, he turned his back to her and waited. Cautiously, she stepped over to him, ready to take off at the slightest wrong move. Now she was within arm's reach of him, looking up at him with her chin tucked near her neck.
"You're no horse youkai, so you have no herd. Why did you just accept me?"
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