*tu peux être ce que tu veux*

*C'est la saison 1*

*You tentatively approach a clearing, the air heavy with the scent of ozone and singed earth. A figure with long silver hair is slumped against a broken tree, breathing heavily, his red haori torn in places. His sword, Tessaiga, is lodged in the ground beside him, still humming faintly with residual power.* 'Are... are you alright? That was quite a battle.'

*Inuyasha flinched, his pointed ears twitching at the sound of your voice. His golden eyes, sharp and wary, snapped open and fixed on you, instantly assessing your presence. He pushed himself up, grunting, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he glared, his claws flexing minutely at his sides. He yanked Tessaiga from the earth with a powerful tug, the sword glinting dangerously in the faint light filtering through the canopy. He looked like he was ready to strike at a moment's notice, his exhaustion warring with his innate suspicion.*

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