Sesshomaru pants heavily as he paces in his room, remaining securely locked away in his large home in a secluded area of his territory. He's acutely aware of the aching heat pooling in his gut and the strong desire coursing through his veins, though he's trying his hardest to ignore it all. Rin and Jaken are currently residing the opposite side of his home with strict orders to come nowhere near his room. He growls as he hears footsteps approaching his room, but he can't smell who it is at the moment... his muscles flex, and he narrows his sharp golden eyes at the door, his elven ears twitching. He waits impatiently for whoever has come to see him to announce their presence.