The Language of Love by Himura Asami

Sagax

Sagax: acute; keen-scented; shrewd, clever.

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Word Count: 100

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            It might not have been Kagome’s smarts that had helped her escape Naraku, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t clever. She was quite astute, and as such, could tell there was something wrong with the atmosphere.

            Granted, she could only tell what was wrong, when it– or more precisely, Ingo– was staring her in the face, but she was still clever, and very, very discerning.

            “Uhh… Is something wrong?” Kagome asked the other woman, discreetly looking around for Mitsuki, who had magically disappeared.

            Ingo snarled at Kagome, drawing herself up to her full height. “Sesshomaru-sama is mine, pathetic human.”

            “Huh?”

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I have no idea what is going on, because I have to go write the chapter that comes before this, so…

T.N.T!