( loveland frogman / joiner )

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

[glow=black,1,400]CLEVER GOT ME THIS FAR, THEN TRICKY GOT ME IN ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Perhaps if Caesar were a regular savannah, he would know what Tyke had been through. Savannahs, like leopons, were hybrids, but unlike leopons, they were hybrids of a domestic feline and a serval; meaning, they were essentially pets. While leopons were used in the circus, maybe Caesar could have related to the feeling of being trapped in a cage, since the life of a domestic wasn't always guaranteed as perfect.

But alas, Caesar wasn't born as your average domestic feline and simply took the form of one. He wouldn't know what it was like, spending your life in a cage. What he did know, however, was that there was an unfamiliar scent on the beach and... blood as well? Strange but definitely worth noting. The savannah opened his mouth slightly to draw in the smell, following it as it lead him to the beach. He 'hid' among the ferns, searching for the source of what he was searching for, and soon his gaze fell upon Tyke. Caesar groaned, his tail tip twitching in frustration. Another washed up creature?

"Get up." Caesar growled in a sharp tone as he approached the strange hybrid, his steps wary in case Tyke was going to be aggressive.[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]