Warmth

They say I am a broken child, a girl who cannot speak, nor understand the laws of man. I wander the forest and follow the rabbit trails. I hunt for my meals and steal water and food when there is no other choice. How can I follow the laws of men, when they do not provide me with food or shelter? I do not speak because I forgot, it is because they took it from me and it hides within. I fear humans. They know no mercy even to a homeless child like me.

I found a demon in the forest one day. The sun was setting and he was covered in blood. He reminds me of myself. Broken and tattered in need of a helping hand. I offered him food and water and yet he denied such things from me. He did however drink the water by day break. He threatened to kill me but I knew he was too weak to attack. I lived on to offer him more water the next day. He looked beaten and tired but he spoke and he had such life in his eyes. I wanted to be like him. I wanted to follow this demon, shaped like a man. I wanted to live in freedom with him. He provided me protection and even when I still had to find food and water… I was never alone.  He didn’t raise me and he never fed me. I was simply allowed to follow him and I did so willingly. I loved my Sesshomaru. I wished he would never leave me behind. Then one day an old kind lady asked me to stay with her. She is very good with children. Sesshomaru told me to stay and I did. He would come back for me one day if I wished it. I had to learn to live with humans. He wished to give me a second chance with these men and their laws. It was nice living with Kaede, but I couldn’t help but feel a bit bitter towards my Sesshomaru who had left me behind. Gifts are pleasant yet I never get to see him.

How I miss that day when I leaned against his beaten form gaining warmth against his body.  Clutching a water can tin to my chest, with thoughts of saving him and giving the attention I had always desired from others of my own race.