• The sun was shiny, the dew was still fresh and glistening on the grass, the sounds of life in the forest became evident as a strong warrior ran through, almost unnoticed by all. The sound of light pitter patter of feet, the light sound of breathing, then the clash of swords and fists becomes clear as a knife cutting through a slab of beef. The shouts and grunts of a battle surround the echoing forest as brothers spar, almost becoming deadly as they clash on and off growling and cussing when needed.

    "Oi! Stop being such a frosty a** b*****d Lord of the Fluff!!!" yelled a gruff yet semi-boyish voice of a young hanyou that we sometimes will hate. His grunts as he fights his older half-brother become more evident when he's tossed across the way, hitting a tree dead on. "DAMMIT!" he screeches, his red gym clothes tearing up as he continues to fight. His half-brother laughs at the expression on the young hanyous face as he steps into the clearing, in a white muscle shirt and semi-loose fitting white sweat pants, to anyone who cares to look, both are barefoot, with swords that are completely otherworldly.

    "Stop griping like a pup Inuyasha! And NEVER call me Lord of the Fluff again am I clear? Mother and father are dead, so stop being such a child and get back to training!" Said a semi smooth voice of Inuyasha, the young hanyou, long silvery white hair, tied in a braid down his back, dog ears almost pinned to his head to keep debris from hitting him head on and a scowl on his face, growling lightly at his brother.

    "Shut up Sesshomaru-sama! Jeez...it's like you've never been insulted before..." Inuyasha trails off when he notices two female figures clapping almost boredly at the display in front of them. One with long black hair, slightly braided near her face, deep cold brown eyes, slightly tall, beautifully proportioned and disciplined. The other with black, red, and silver hair, pointed elf-like ears (much like Sesshomaru), deep crimson eyes, which were cold and full of icy hatred for mostly men, short shorts and a short tank top with "can't take the heat then stop ******** me" on the shirt, her companion wore similar. Both also not wearing shoes.

    The one dubbed Sesshomaru, tall, muscular, handsome as hell, pale skin (which they all are), narrows his eyes towards the taller of the two women, the multicolored hair, hatred in her eyes. "Girl, what is your name and why do you interrupt our training?" He said in a smooth, yet cool tone, sizing them up as he stared, 'whores, simply atrocious despite their absolute...wait don't finish that you blundering fool...you are beyond this!' Sesshomaru thought with complete hatred. A growl got caught in both males throats as the girls polished their claws. The younger of the two had almost feline qualities and dog ears atop her head, and a tail swaying lazily behind her rump.

    A deep threatening growl is heard by the elder of the girls, pinning them both with a look of pure disgust, "Who do you think you are, insulting me and my companion? You who calls themselves Sesshomaru-sama, you dare call myself and my inu friend whores? We are not whores, we are here on training as well and you stepped in our territory you filthy bastards..." She trails off when she feels a slight tug from the younger, "What is it now?" She asks in a frosty clipped tone.

    The younger girl growls softly, "Stop being rude to them Rosalyn, they did not know of whom they were insulting milady." The girl spoke in a chilly tone that gave her sex appeal unlike any other. Smooth as silk but cold to the touch. The one named Rosalyn scoffs before walking towards Sesshomaru at a slow pace. "Rosalyn Bloodworth, milady, why do you wish to confront ones whom do not even know your customs?" The younger spoke this time with some innocence creeping into her otherwise creepy voice.

    "Simple Kagome, they do not know of my customs therefore they get off with warning till I state otherwise." After stating that she stood right in front of Sesshomaru. "Now, here's the run down since you seem quite adamant in being a rude dog upon my lands...Never step onto this field again or you shall suffer death. If you wish to spar towards or in my lands you will send a missive in advanced. Otherwise it is punishable by death. The other being that you keep rude or other dishonorable actions and spoken words to yourself. I take my lands seriously, even in these modern times. Now if you wish to spar, let us go to the border and discuss this further shall we Sesshomaru-sama?" She said in an amused, clipped, icy, businesslike (yet annoyed) tone that almost drove Sesshomaru to slapping the girl.