Graveyard, Oh the Graveyard

Proxy couldn’t help but feel amused as the man took new measure of the situation at hand. She had probably caught him off guard with the sudden flick of her personality… no, not really personality, but state of being. There even seemed to be an appreciation in his gaze too, which only had the mischievous look on Proxy’s face growing. She was a bit surprised when he didn’t seek the name of Master, but rather gave his own. Erebos… She closed her eyes, giving a soft hum of interest. “Erebos…” The woman repeated, testing the name on her tongue. But she had been asked another question by the man, a question she was more than happy to answer.

“You, or however many of you there are… I bet you are no strangers to trauma, yes? Though if I had to guess you are much more familiar with causing such things.” Proxy grinned. “Katie is an innocent child. Naive and sweet from birth. But you see a certain illness can be born of trauma. By no means was I formed by you, Erebos, but alas it is Kait’s fear of you that drew me out. Whenever she is too weak, too scared to handle much, I can claw to the surface. I suppose…” The female mused, swishing her tail. “As for how I was born, and where… well that was outside the areas of Boreas and Auster all together.”

Proxy gave a low sigh. “It’s sad in a way, really… Kaitlyn adored her mother… and when she saw the woman snap, lose her mind and kill another wolf before her very eyes, well…” Proxy shrugged. “Katie has seen many dark things she had never been exposed to as a pup. Death like that… was trauma for her. That was the beginning of my creation, and each hardship after that broke her a little more. It’s a bit… sad really. I guess one could say that I’m her coping mechanism for the oh so bad things that happen in life.”

Proxy tilted her head to the side, gaze shifting to the man as he circled around her. “I doubt they’ll notice Kait is missing. Just her sister and her sister’s mate… but they’ll be too preoccupied with their little ones. Who knows? I’m sure at least one of them blames Kaitlyn for the stillborns.” Proxy shook her head. “What they don’t know… was that I was the one who lead her away. It’s a bit… sad really. To think that they might see her as crazy. But Kait’s not crazy… nor is she a violent soul. She is mentally a child… however…” The she-wolf fixed her green gaze upon Erebos again.

“That is why I'm here. I have no qualms about arguing or fighting, if it serves a purpose. I also know when not to attempt battle in this body. I can see things for what they are.” Proxy flicked her ears forward. “You reminded Kait of the day she saw her mother kill another… that’s why I could come to the surface. It won’t be until she feels it’s safe she’ll regain control. So perhaps this time I'll be out a bit longer.” Though if he was catching on he’d realize that by Kaitlyn becoming overwhelmed, becoming too stressed and afraid, Proxy would reappear. “I should give you a warning though… I can feel another shifting in their birth stage within Kait. I’m not sure what they’ll be like… could be more violent than even I, or perhaps another happy go lucky ray of sunshine. Time will tell. But Katie… isn’t the only one here.”