SMOKED A PACK OR TWO // joining

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

[glow=black,1,400]WATCH YOUR TONGUE, OR HAVE IT CUT FROM YOUR HEAD ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Ah, and it seemed Stryker himself was the first one to approach - good, so he was here, then. If Caesar could read the leader's thoughts, perhaps he would have chuckled and mused that Stryker had nothing to worry about (for now, anyway). Indeed, the savannah did have an ulterior motive, but nobody else needed to know of that just yet.

"Don't call me that." Caesar huffed at Stryker's nickname, the fur on his shoulders twitching to show his irritation. Again, if the demon could hear Stryker's thoughts, he would have laughed - no use in using an exile for spying. That being said, he could perhaps relay some secrets that he knew of... If he knew any, is. "Damn right you're not easy to fucking find. God damn." He snorted. "Vague rumors y'know? People murmuring of a group living somewhere - no specifics. Hell, most of the time it felt like I was being send on a wild goose chase." So fortunately for Stryker, nobody really seemed to know that they were here. Nobody important, anyway.

A lioness was next to approach, demanding to know the same question Stryker asked - Caesar choose to ignore her, given that he had answered by the time she asked. He blinked at her once to show he acknowledged her, but said nothing to her personally, instead choosing to focus on the next person to greet him. Argus. The ten-eyed dragoness was one of the demon's enemies (or at least, he considered her to be one), so to say he wasn't happy to see her was an understatement.

Caesar wasn't entirely an idiot, though. He wouldn't attack Argus without reason and especially not right now when this group seemed to be full of people who were against the clans (other than Solveig; Caesar had never met her before). "No, I didn't. As I said, it took me forever to find out where this damn place was."[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]