calm before the storm;; open - joining

[glow=black,1,400]THESE FUCKING PEOPLE ALWAYS SAY THE SAME OLD THING ! — [abbr=CAESAR CIPHER, COALITION OF THE CONDEMNED, WANDERER, 7 YRS, SINGLE]｡+ﾟ.[/abbr][/glow]

Ah, family. If only Caesar could sympathize with Brionne on missing his family - at least, on the outside. The savannah had a reputation to uphold and while it was true that he hated how soft his family was, Caesar did miss them. Of course, his reputation was that he didn't give a damn about his family and in a way, that was true... After all, why should he care about those that betrayed him? Vigenere and Atbash didn't stick by his side, despite the latter promising to, and his parents? Well. They pretended that everything was okay. Caesar missed the old days when he was a young kitten, snuggled up against his mother's stomach, but those days were far behind him. They were dead, burned by his own flames, with his siblings being alive and well.

Such a shame that they didn't cower at his feet. Perhaps if they had done so, Caesar would be more willing to forgive them, but obviously his siblings weren't willing to admit that he was right. Therefore, he shouldn't care for them. So why did he care for them, deep down inside him? Guilt. He felt awful for killing their parents and their home Dimension, but they all deserved it. They all deserved their demise when they cast him out.

Hearing the sound of a child calling out snapped Caesar out of his thoughts, his ears pricking as he looked for the source. Irritation filled the demon as he approached Brionne, his dark gaze cold as he stared down at the younger feline. "Yea, hi." Caesar growled, not at all pleased by the fact that it was a child that he was greeting. She was cold, it was obvious, but the savannah seemed to care not for that. "You lost?" Ugh, why was it him that had to be here at this moment? Fuck.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]