The Houndling || proxy character
A/N: This is a reinterpretation of @connectionterminated13's character Dash for Oblivion. Everything was done with her input involved. This was a lovely experience, thank you letting create this beast. I encourage sending asks about Houndling! We'd love to talk more about her. Divider: @uzmacchiato
Birthed from the Rot, Houndling is the bare bones of a person that never learned to be one.
The miracle baby was given to she who brings the plague out of nativity. Being born with rot infused in one's DNA did not grant the infant worship, sure its existence was acknowledged. But it was not responsive to the cooing of women or probing of the men.
And so the masquerade grew bored because in a world where ambition ensured survival, the girl fell flat in their eyes.
However, the girl was drawn to Madam Salvatore plague. The woman who fed her, bathed her, and clothed her. The only person who didn't want to soften her.
When the girl tore insects apart, the woman rewarded her. No flash of disgust or mockery.
And as she entered adolescence, everyone was reminded this girl was a spawn of the rot. The girl could tear limbs easily from the strongest of animals, sharp teeth to pierce flesh, and sensitive ears to track movement.
Yet the girl still lacked that individuality everyone else clung to with symbolic monikers and flashy costumes. And the dog motif was convenient for the girl, claws to split skin, and a mask to conceal the humanness.
No longer could the masquerade see a girl when the most human part of her was locked away behind that dog head.
















