Untamed by criticat

Prompt: quackle

This drabble was written for Smittee’s Alphabet challenge.

Standard disclaimer applies. I do not own Inuyasha.

Prompt: quackle-to choke; to suffocate.

Miroku watched with a half hidden smile as Rin, Sango and Kagome whispered amongst themselves, the three women clearly glad to be in each other’s company, giggling at the shared secrets as they shot looks one way or another, ensuring that they were not being overheard. Suddenly, Kagome froze, her head turning, the smile that slowly spread across her delicate features evaporating like traces of breath on glass, unhurriedly but inevitably, as she regarded the stiff set of the shoulders of the approaching demon lord.

“Sesshomaru? Did you hear it? I do hope that they..”

Her voice trailed off into nothing as he came into the light, the dance of flickering reflections in his eyes making the golden orbs appear almost ruby. Without a word, he reached out for her, grabbing the front of her clothes, forcing the material off her shoulders unceremoniously. With a squeak, she tried to pull away, wriggling in his hold. Inuyasha, who was unfortunate enough to be eating his meal, quackled as a particularly stubborn piece of meat just would not make its way down, Rin hitting him on the back until the hanyou could breathe.