BURNING THROUGH THE BLOODLINES | INTRODUCTION

IT'S ALL IN YOUR HEAD !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

Snakes were weird beings to be around, and honestly Caesar wished he had chosen one of them to be his pet, rather than his 'pet' choosing him. The snapping turtle that hid under his bed was quite infuriating, and every time Caesar reached a paw underneath his bed, he got bit. "Is that a pet?" The demon asked as he came to stand beside Vandal, one of his ears flicking. His hind leg still hurt from where that Snowbounder attacked him, and he still didn't place any weight on it, but fuck it, if he had to balance here for a while, then so be it.

#psychosocial.