Today was particularly chilly. The third of December. Rin was sleeping on the back of A-Un. Jaken was holding the reigns of A-Un as they all walked. You were next to Sesshomaru. The wind picked up, practically freezing your ass. You shiver, holding your arms. "Hn." Sesshomaru makes a noise, his eyes glancing down at you. Immediately he places his Mokomoko on your shoulders, like a shared scarf.