ANIMAL IN ME / typhoon cub

THERE IS NO LIFE, THERE IS NO SPARK !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE PITT. DWELLER.

It was hot and awful here, wasn't it? Caesar had slowly grown used to The Pitt's desolate land of a territory, even if he still didn't quite like how dry it was here. However, when the smell of the sea came to Caesar's nose, a primal instinct rose within him. The Typhoon. Rage filled the demon as he followed the scent, the fur on his shoulders bristling. He was seeing red and that was a fact, he saw nothing else but red and the creature from The Typhoon who dared to cross over the border.

It didn't take Caesar long to rush over and jump at TRYGVE, attempting to pin the cub down. If he was successful, the savannah cat would try do dig his claws into TRYGVE's skin. He had heard the cub speak, of course, but his words didn't quite process in Caesar's mind. Even if they had anyway, Caesar likely would've still tried to attack the poor child. "You fucking idiot!" His growl was directed towards Aine, whom he unfortunately didn't really know. Damn, he wasn't really giving anyone a good first impression, was he? "You should know better than to give them time to explain themselves."

Turning back to Trygve, Caesar bared his teeth at the Typhoonite. "And you." Flames briefly flickered from inside Caesar's mouth. "You have three seconds to give me a proper reason before I fucking burn your face off." Yeah, Trygve did give a reason, but unfortunately Caesar didn't really consider it a 'proper reason'.

#psychosocial.