If no one figured it out…
Kimi means Empress.
so Inupapa, the Inu no Taisho, is Dog General, and Sesshomaru’s mom is literally known as Dog Empress.
the shit you find out when trying to find a name to use to roleplay her.

If no one figured it out…
Kimi means Empress.
so Inupapa, the Inu no Taisho, is Dog General, and Sesshomaru’s mom is literally known as Dog Empress.
the shit you find out when trying to find a name to use to roleplay her.

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Her hair was rarely down these days. Since Sesshoumaru’s birth, Kaguya had always found it easier—more practical—to separate her long, ashen locks into pigtails to mimic her natural ears. This morning, however, she sat at her vanity table with miles of her silken locks hanging nearly to the floor. Half lay over her shoulder where she was running a comb through it.
It was quiet. Even the scuttle of servants and attendants was absent as she sat in her lonesome. Touga was away.
Outside of her chambers, while the Grand Lady Mother tended to her morning routine, body after body was piling up in corridors and hallways. The nursery was filled with the corpses of maids, bent over broken furniture and sprawled in disjointed shapes. Attendants, soldiers, entourage… Everyone had been disposed of save for the Contessa of the West and that was their intention.
The Grand Lady was to be kept alive until InuTaishou could watch her die himself…
“I assume I am to be your captive?” she asked when the door opened behind her with little more than a shuffling from the track. Sharp, honey-coloured eyes lifted to the face of a shinobi standing in her mirror. His face was covered.
“You’ll come quietly?” he asked. Pursing her lips, she debated a smile before turning to face him.
“Is so much expected of me?” she asked and the man before her chuckled. The next thing she knew, pain was immobilizing her; washing over her in great waves. Though the expression on her face barely changed, InuKimi tipped her chin down to stare at an arm portruding from her chest.
All she could think was how lovely her blood looked painting her assailant’s appendages.
“Hardly.” the shinobi answered as the shadow before her vanished and his true body stepped completely out of her mirror. Wrapping his free claws around her throat, he brought his masked face close to hers and cackled in nothing but a whisper. “So this is the Grand Lady of the West..? Pitiful.”
The home was left abandoned after that. Nothing but corpses and Kaguya’s comb—blood smattered and forgotten—lay in the debris of the ran-sacked castle.