Sesshomaru enjoyed the spring as much as he enjoyed the winter season. He sported a new pattern to wear; one based on Sakura blossoms. In recent days he kept his tail coiled around his body, keeping his toddler nestled there in his more safer travels. He was letting her enjoy the flowing pink petals that were sometimes beyond her reach, that is until her father gave her a branch covered in flora for her to relieve her growing teeth on.
Though the smell of such a sweet scent took over most of the land, he could always pick it apart and smell familiar friends along his path. He followed the scent of a half-wolf demon who had done quite a lot of growing up in the last few decades. She roamed with her large pack, handling much better than the time of when he first met her; she’s grown, just as he done himself despite the aura he gave off teaching her all those years ago.
Still not a fan of the smell of wolves, he tolerated it in order to show off his child to her. He approached her pack mates with a simple and straight forward statement, “I’m here to visit Kyouto.” thank goodness they weren’t somewhere condensed and out in the fields right now; made things all the easier and more pleasant for the daiyokai and his child.