Graveyard, Oh the Graveyard

Why…? Kaitlyn’s mind questioned. Why did she feel like she was rooted in place, as if… a memory stirred and Katie felt tears begin prickling her eyes. Tears of fear… tears like those she cried when she saw her mother, what should have been her mother, tearing another apart… The young girl could feel her heartbeat quicken, everything in her mind screaming at her to run. Yet… for some reason she couldn’t turn away. It was like there was someone standing over her paws, holding her down… the question sounded in her head again; why? So many questions… no answers…

At the growl of the male the smaller female felt herself hunker down more, belly barely touching the ground beneath her. Her ears remained pinned to her skull, her green orbs wide with her fear. Somewhere she could laughing, but it wasn’t the male. The sound came from within her own head, and of a wolf she knew all too well. It was her mother’s laugh.

The moment her eyes met with that of the male it was as if she was a deer caught in the headlights. His warning caused her to flinch, anxiety making her breaths come out in rapid succession. For a moment those eyes, those mesmerizing eyes closed. Then, when they opened she began to quake in fear all over again. That look… that look… Oh Gods…

She managed to take a step back then, only just to make sure the jaws didn’t reach her. Kaitlyn was terrified, her heart pounding so loudly that it thrummed in her ears. Was she going to die? Was this man going to kill her? Did he have the same sickness her mother had?

”What a shame… Seems you still don’t have courage, do you?” The mocking voice of her mother rang in her head. The small female shook her head back and forth, trying to quiet the voice in her own mind. The last thing she wanted was to have her mother mocking her in her last moments. She had never been a courageous wolf… only snapping when that voice urged her enough… but was it real courage? Who was she, really? Was she ever going to be okay?

“I…” The she-wolf managed to stutter, her voice quiet. The male seemed to be within his own head, as if deciding what to do with her. Maybe.. maybe there was something not right with him too. Maybe he’d understand… or maybe he’d just kill her. Kait squeezed her eyes closed as he edged closer, dropping fully to the ground. Her posture was certainly submissive, at least while the voice didn’t try to urge her on to attack.

“M-m-my… name?” Kaitlyn slowly peeked one eye open, after verifying that was what he really wanted rather than to tear into her. At least for the moment.

“Katie… Kaitlyn Agatsuma…” The young girl managed to get out. Her voice was still very quiet, and, for now, so was the voice in her head. She watched the man with worried eyes, feeling her body quiver from nose to tail tip. Whatever was going to come… she would have to face it alone.