
Sesshomaru flicked his tail slowly behind him, and continued to watch. several creatures moved, but they were of no interest to him. He would hunt them when he was hungry, and let them be when he was not. And for now, he was not. He had caught a scent in the wind. Someone had dared to come closer; someone had dared cross one of his boundry lines. They were uninvited in his domain, his territory, and he would make sure that they regretted it.