I am the Moon

Prologue


Author's Note: I do not own Inuyasha….Rumiko Takahashi does. So sad but true!

The silver light of night filtered through the trees and highlighted my figure. I stood alone in a clearing at the forest's edge. My long mane of pale silve hair; that matched the moonlight, blew in a soft wind. I stood alone observing that which belonged to those of my house. Everywhere I observed, that I beheld was mine somewhere in the future. My eyes landed on a lone doe nibbling on the succulent, sweet grass of a new spring. Flashes of a bloody end for the doe passed through my mind as my beast struggled against my restraints. I would not shed its blood this night I told myself firmly. I yearned for the healing waters of a nearby hot spring more. I very slowly backed away from the doe and her meal. I turned on my heel and walked toward the heat of the nearby pool. As I reached the water's edge, I had already started to remove my kitana and obi. I only wore two layers of kimono and shed my outermost one. The second layer was one of the lightest silk and clung to my every curve. I opened it and it slid to the ground. I had found that too many layers were far too cumbersome in battle and I was a warrior. I pulled my mane from my back and slid it over my left shoulder. My hair covered my torso and I slid into the water. A soft sigh escaped my lips as the warmth spread through my sore limbs. My mouth was lax as I soaked and I knew I had a pouty look on my face. I had my great and terrible father's coloring but my mother's full and sensual lips.
I was built tall and lithe like my father but I was full breasted with gently curved hips. I was somewhere akin to an elvin creature but of a much fiercer nature. I ran my clawed hands over my breasts down the flat plane of my stomach to the apex of my thighs. I exhaled slowly and brought my right hand back to my right breast and ran the pad of my thumb over my nipple. I released a very low moan that was barely audible. I flicked my thumb over my nipple several timestill my hips jerked. I sighed as I continued to pleasure myself. I brought my left hand to my clitoris and rolled it between my clawed fingers. My breathing became heavier as I dipped a finger into my center. The water was a catalyst in my self pleasuring. A tightly wound coil began to unravel in my nether regions and I started to rub my clitoris in a circular motion. I attempted to keep myself fairly under control but it had been far too long since I had done this. The coil snapped and my body shook with its release as my finger slipped from my center and I cried out karuson. My clit throbbed at the strength of my orgasm. My porcelain skin was flushed and I managed a low growl. I lifted my hand and stared at it. I realized that I really needed to find a suitable rutting partner. I refused to mate at such a young age. I was only one hundred and three summers.I was the daughter of the mighty Sesshomoru, Lord of the West and his mate Augusta Orlovich. My mother was a foreign youki and had won my father's devotion after a long and difficult period in both of their lives and nations. Mother was as fair as Father but had midnight black tresses whereas my father had pale silver. My father's eyes were a golden citrine, my mother's were the color of sable. My own eyes had taken on both of their characteristics and resembled the stone; cats eye. I bore the markings of my father's house; a crescent moon adorned my forehead and stripes upon my cheeks. Although my mother was not an inu-youki, I did inherit some of her abilities. First and foremost, I was inu. I had my true form, that of a great ethereal dog. I had inherited ALL of my father's abilities. I was named his heir above my twin brother because I shared so much of my sire's power. I was first born and had been trained to carry a great mantle that had been started by the great Inu no Taisho. It was a tremendous thing and a tremendous honor; I was the heir to the Western Lands and I was known as the Moon.