“Well, for one thing i’m not really human. Not anymore at least, I’m a ghost. So I don’t think that’d work out right.”
"A ghost?" San uttered, looking the girl up and down. "No wonder I couldn’t smell you," She said under her breath, before glancing back up at the girl.
"I’m sorry—that you’re…dead." She offered, not really knowing what else to say.
"Was it humans that did this to you?"
“You mean that Deer God i met earlier today?” Night asked, tilting her head. “Nah… It didn’t change anything.. He gave me a kiss or whatever on the forehead, but nothing happened…”
San’s eyes widened and she studied Night curiously. “Maybe he didn’t think it was your time—I’m glad,” She said, relieved. “I like having you around, and for your children’s sake of course..”
“Do you want more poison in your face. becasue i could always kiss you again” he said knowing that would bug her. “My human heart has nothing to do with my irritation.
San huffed, swinging herself back down to the forest floor. “Try that again and I won’t hesitate to slit that throat of yours,” She warned, bending down and picking a small flower.
"Then what does?" She asked, glancing up at him curiously.
“Yeah, I’m alone.”
"This forest is too dangerous and unforgiving for you to be here by yourself," San said, considering some options.
"Why don’t you go to Iron Town with the rest of the humans?"
Tomoya nodded, feeling rather concerned for the older girl’s wellbeing. She looked pained, almost as if standing among the crowds made her physically ill. Perhaps she had some sort of phobia? Whatever the reason was, he wasn’t going to do nothing about it.
Reaching up, he took hold of her hand and gently tugged on it, gesturing for her to begin walking with him. It was probably alright for him to do this at the moment, since he was in child form, but if he happened to change back suddenly… Well, things would get pretty awkward.
San froze for a second as the boy took her hand. Her instincts told her to pull back, to growl, to flee—but there was something oddly familiar about it—like it was something she didn’t know she missed after all those years of living amongst wolves.
The princess followed him quietly, letting her hand grip his back. All of her senses were on high alert and she couldn’t help but let out a low growl whenever a human passed by too close.
This was taking too long. The boy’s little steps could only go so fast and it gave San an idea. “Here,” She said, padding to a halt and crouching down to a squat. “Get on my back and tell me which ways to go.” The girl adjusted her wolf-skin headdress and gave the boy a weak smile to hopefully suffice for any doubts he may have. “It’ll be much faster, and I’m sure you’re getting tired..”
“Whatever” Naraku said. He looked up at the trees. He jumped up and was in a very high branch. The idea was to not have to talk to her anymore. She slightly irritated him.
San grinned sensing his irritation. She positioned herself on the branch so that she could look up at him. “Am I getting on your nerves, demon boy? How very human of you..”
“You could say I’ve been living there ever since I was young though it was only for a day in between finding homes. And now I’m officially living there.”
San listened, sensing a hint of sadness in the girl’s voice. “Well, if the forest spirits are okay with it, then I guess I am too,” She said, offering her a weak smile.
"Are you all alone out here?"