I AM THE TRUTH // Compliments *Weekly Task 9/17*

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 60%; font-family: georgial; font-size: 11pt;"]Feliks didn't need someone else to inflate his ego, he was almost too comfortable giving himself words of encouragement and praise on a daily basis. There were one of two ways that someone could look at loneliness, loathe it or embrace it, the gryphon had stepped a paw in both sides but his exterior attitude at least displayed the latter. No point letting a bunch of idiots getting to him, if they weren't cool enough to understand him then they could go back to licking the paws of leaders. Hah, wish it was always that easy. A smirk appearing on his dark beak as he approached, the hybrid dipped his head in silent greetings to the one burdened with compliment giving. Caesar, huh? Didn't exactly seem like the type who'd be knowingly nice to others, even his delivery displayed such nonchalance for the concerns of others. What hilarious bastard had put the other up to this? "Ah sweet Caesar, before you beware the ides of March, please give me a compliment. My heart yearns for such warmth emanating from your tender voice," he teased with words far more eloquent than anything he'd showed off previously. A snort escaped him, a sound made to try and avoid full out laughing at the ridiculous nature of his words, Feliks lying down in anticipation of praise from the other.