Letting out a sigh, a snowy-white haired petite female made her way down an elaborately decorated hallway. Though they were faintly lit, her Tyrian purple eyes could make out every detail. The portraits that lined the hallway showcased the current inhabitant of the palace that Himeko was visiting. This was the prestigious abode of Lord Sesshoumaru of the West.

At the present moment, he was away. Traveling with his half-brother and that ragtime group to gather some jewel shards. Himeko couldn't see the purpose in joining up with them. The Inu Daiyōkai had no qualms with humans as she felt that they made for great servants but it was hanyō that she detested. It was how she was raised that no self-respecting yōkai should impregnate a human, that to do so would sully the yōkai's name and status. It didn't stop her Lord's late father from committing such a sin.

Letting out another sigh, she walked out into the lush garden. Himeko enjoyed the peace and quiet that the palace had to offer. Especially since the other three Inu Daiyōkai females vying for her Lord's attention had left when they learned that he had not planned to return anytime soon. The chattering females were enough to almost have Himeko leave. Deep in her thoughts, she had not realized the guards rushing through the garden. It was when the loud explosion from behind her erupted that Himeko had been broken from her thoughts.

"What's going on?" she asked the first guard to pass her. He grunted a reply that the palace was under attack and for her to flee. She frowned at him before setting off to find the source of the explosion. It would be wishful thinking to expect her Lord to arrive and defend his palace. So Himeko knew she had to do so in his place and to also prove how she was a better choice than the others. Ones who would had fled.

It wasn't long before she saw a rather hairy and large kumo yōkai barreling his way past the guards, treating them as if they were ragdolls. A low growl escaped Himeko's lips as she unsheathed her jeweled dagger and lunged forward. The yōkai noticed her and with a quick swipe, had knocked the female down to the floor. A trickle of blood fell from the corner of her mouth and a gash from where one of the kumo's claws made contact with her stomach. The expensive kimono that she was wearing was ruined and it caused red to bleed into Himeko's eyes.

"Die!" The word came out as a growl as the female transformed into a dog that towered slightly over the large kumo yōkai. Fangs bared, she rushed for his throat and was pleased that her aim had been dead-on. Within seconds, the yōkai was dead and she released the limp body from her mouth. Disdain flashed across her eyes as the guards, who had remained behind her to watch, got the courage to see to the injured servants. Himeko transformed back, wounds healed though still covered in blood. "Clean this mess up. I shall return soon." She ordered after spitting out a small piece of a gemstone. It was time for her to head out to a local village and acquire a new kimono. Perhaps it was time to learn more about the jewel shard she had found buried deep into the flesh of the kumo yōkai.