SINGUR — DEATH

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

Did Caesar ever stop talking? No, absolutely not. He believed that he had a right to speak his mind and that everything he said was law. And it seems like he wouldn't ever learn his lesson any time soon, especially right now at this moment. Caesar was indeed knocked back by Goldie's attack, though it was mostly from where he was shocked that she even lashed out in the first place. Black blood started to form at the scratch marks she created, and Caesar could feel a tingling sensation in the area where she hit. Caesar started to growl at her, and he opened his mouth to say something, but luckily Argus had come over just in time.

Caesar wasn't an idiot by most means (and in many ways, he was an idiot), so of course he wasn't going to just be outright rude to Argus. Even though she was in the same position in him, she had been promoted first and therefore, had more power than him. And he had to stay on Argus's good side if he wanted to go anywhere in this damn group. Caesar dug his claws into the ground as he glared at Goldie, but stopped growling at her by now. "Fine. Have fun planning some dumbass funeral." The demon stated with a flick of his tail before he stalked off, heading towards the forest.

//out!!

#psychosocial.