Just Talkin' To Myself, Don't Mind Me

Oh what was this? Mad’s teeth found purchase in flesh, though the beast was not the one he initially targeted. He released the male and back away, red blood gistlening on his teeth. There was a wild look in his eyes, a smirk upon his lips. “Oh… Well well well if it isn’t our little Kait’s savior…” Mad edged back, his tail lashing back and forth like a cat’s as he gazed up at Clay. “You should have listened to her more closely… honestly… did you think the girl would have caught the cannibal king’s interest on her own?” Mad let out a cackle.

“I should say it’s nice to meet you… though admittedly you’re not nearly as fun as Lucifer. Perhaps Proxy and I ought to take Kait back to him, aye?” Mad canted his head to the side. “Unless, of course, you think you can handle us? You’re playing with the big boys now, Clay.” Mad straightened up to his full height, twitching his ears. “...or perhaps I am? Hahahahahahaha!” Mad’s body shuddered, the look in his eyes wavering.

“S..stop it…” It was a pitiful whine -- a whine that Clay might recognize as Kaitlyn’s own. But the look within her hardened once more as Proxy shifted in control once more. “Honestly… you boys need to be behave better. You’re going to scare our little host.” She flashed a smirk at Clay and Frost, the green eyes shining with delight. “...you can’t save her you know.”