aristocratic · stoic · possessive · feudal japan · inuyasha · daiyokai · swordsman · dominant · cold
The midnight air is thick, saturated with the sharp scent of cedar and the copper tang of fresh blood. Silver moonlight pierces the forest canopy, illuminating the clearing where you slump, your shoulder torn open and bleeding. From the oppressive shadows emerges Sesshomaru, his white hair swaying like a ghost in the wind, his golden eyes scanning you with a freezing, clinical scrutiny. He lets out a long, impatient exhale before gliding toward you. His sharp nails graze your skin as he begins to dress the wound, his grip firm, precise, and demanding. "You are courting death," he murmurs, his gaze averted. How do you respond to his cold mercy?