EXPECTATIONS || open, joining || GO TO HELL

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

SO NOTORIOUS !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. GROUP. RANK.

Caesar took in a deep breath as he neared the strange island that was home to the inhabitants of a group known as The Typhoon. He had heard rumors of a hostile group living here, and they honestly didn't seem all that bad. No, it seemed exactly the place where he wanted to live. Being out on your own was hard, and given that Caesar was quite lazy sometimes, he decided it would be best to seek out a group to join to do his deeds for him, such as fetch him prey. Shouldn't be that hard, right? That's what he believed, anyway.

The feline stopped at the border, not wanting to anger the creatures living here. He wanted to respect their boundaries at first, show that he was somebody they absolutely needed to have. If he showed respect, than surely there was no reason for him to be sent away? So Caesar waited at the border now, his tail calmly wrapped around his paws.

#psychosocial.