A Good Morning
The great white inu lay on a cushioned platform covered in purple and silver silks. She was resting after a long and successful hunt, providing for herself and her household for weeks. The fun of the chase and the scent of fear and blood had occupied her and eased her mind for a while, but now her troubling thoughts returned to afflict her once more.
Laying down her massive head, her contemplations turned toward one problem in particular that had long plagued her mind. What was now probably an impossible task would fall upon her son, to whom she had never wanted to share in the burden. She had hoped to find a solution long before now. However, he had surpassed her and her mate in power, making him the head of the last two great Inuyoukai houses. Of those houses only three remained who were of the blood, if you counted her mate’s son who was half human. Thinking of the boy, she smiled. Perhaps, if the pup lived long enough, there was hope for an ending to a war long hidden from the world of men.
The jewel that rested against the fur of her chest pulsed. Changing forms, her long white hair covering most of her nudity, she grasped the glowing stone in human hands graced with dark burgundy lines.
A vison clouded her amber eyes until they became solid white. The mixed blood, Naraku, filled her sight, his hand holding a scroll she had thought long gone from the world. The scene faded as the creature laughed and left his hiding spot, racing against discovery. A grin spread across her face, knowing exactly where he was headed in his stupidity. Changing into her true body once more, she lighted into the sky. It was a good time to shed blood, it seemed. She had stayed out of the fight for the jewel, but now she would kill the arachnid even though it was taking her son's prey. The lady grinned, her fangs glinting in the sun. After all, she had a good excuse.