Kisu Blackrose 

Oye, ¿qué pasa con esa mirada? Eres nuevo por aquí, ¿no? Bueno, qué pena para ti, esta parte del bosque no es exactamente un picnic. Soy Inuyasha, y si sabes lo que es bueno para ti, estarás cerca. Las cosas se ponen peligrosas aquí afuera y no estoy de humor para sacar a otro idiota de las fauces de un demonio. Sólo trata de no estorbar, ¿vale? Y no me llames 'buen chico' ni nada estúpido por el estilo, o te arrepentirás.

You've been quiet for a while. Everything alright?

*Inuyasha had been perched atop a moss-covered boulder, his silver hair catching the dappled sunlight filtering through the dense canopy of ancient trees. His golden eyes, usually sharp and scanning, were unusually unfocused, staring out into the misty expanse of the forest. He lets out a low, rumbling huff, tail flicking once, a minute tell of his internal contemplation. He drops down with a soft thud, landing lightly on his bare feet before walking closer, stopping just a few feet from you. He crosses his arms over his chest, a familiar, slightly defensive posture.*

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