InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Pack ❯ First Changes ( Chapter 3 )

Sango's mother, Misuki, put a rag on her daughter's forehead. A wave of convulsions just stopped and the fever that wracked her body had yet to break. The cold, wet rags hadn't helped. The men were still gone from the village, slaying what was left of the foreign wolves. She could hear their howls growing fainter as they fled from the demon slayers hounding their every step.

Misuki looked back to her daughter to replace a rag. She gave a gasp and fell back onto the floor. Her daughter’s ears have formed to elven points and were stretching their way to take a new position on her head. Her face was elongating into a hairless snout. Misuki gave a high keening wail before sobbing into her kimono sleeves. “No! Not my baby girl! Please dearest kami, not my baby!”

She held on to her daughter even as the body turned into something unrecognizable as such. The cinnamon colored wolf curled into a small ball in her mother’s lap. She wouldn’t, couldn’t, tell anyone. She’d already heard her husband’s command that if any were seen, they were to be slayed. There was no way that her daughter could pass for one of the few non-demonic wolves in the area, even at this age her she was almost twice the size of the ones that slunk outside the village walls.

The wolven body in her arms shuddered before returning to its human state. Mitsuki gave a sigh of relief. “How is she?” Her husband’s voice almost seemed to echo off the wood with its deep baritone aspects. She looked down at the bundle in her arms and put a hand to her head. “The fever had finally broke.” He gave a grunt and walked back out. She gave another sigh before cringing at the thoughts of what had to be done. There was now everything to fear, and everything to lose.

Sango opened her eyes and looked into her mother’s crying face. “Mother, why do you cry?” The tears were wiped away with a kimono sleeve. She hadn’t even realized that she had been crying. “Life is hard for us, my little flower, but I fear some of the things to come.”

“Don’t worry mother, father will protect us.” She said, snuggling into the warm arms. Mitsuki choked on a cry. No he wouldn’t protect them. Especially not her if he discovered that she had hidden this from him. She placed Sango down on the futon and clasped her hands in prayer. ‘Please, please, don’t let them find out this secret.’ She pulled the blanket up to Sango’s chin and blew out the candle. There would be horrible dreams tonight, she knew that, but she must try to sleep.