I WANT HONEY ON MY TABLE // Bee

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

THERE IS NO LIFE, THERE IS NO SPARK !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE PITT. DWELLER.

Ah, the ancient ruins of The Pitt. It was a fascinating place, but perhaps that was only due to Caesar's history with arson. He found a strange connection to the burned city, wondering if this was how his home Dimension would have looked had it not collapsed. It appeared to be a lonely place as well, where not very many Pittans seemed to gather, which was good; he was trying to place a fox trap here, intending to lead Aine or that Gael fellow here eventually. What Caesar did not expect, however, was to come across one of his clanmates.

Caesar tried to hide in the background as much as he could (being bright yellow didn't really help him out), watching his clanmate prowl about the place. They appeared to be of an unnatural, bright yellow color as well; which was strange. They didn't have any savannah-like traits, but Caesar couldn't help but wonder if one of his siblings was the parent of this other feline. Whatever, it didn't matter. Trying to remain as silent as possible, Caesar tried to stalk BEE as much as he could, before jumping at the other feline, intending to try and either rake his claws across the teen's back, or try to pin him down.

#psychosocial.

[COSMIIX]

[glow=white,1,400]SHE ASKED ME, 'SON, WHEN I GROW OLD. WILL YOU BUY ME A HOUSE OF GOLD' ? — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Bumblebee had been minding his own business the entire time, he hadn't been around as much as he would have liked either. He had been occupied doing his own things, he had been planning to travel around to see the other groups but that would been quite the long shot seeing that well, the Pitt wasn't the most liked group from what he knew. He has scribbled everything out from his journal feeling quite frustrated with the whole ordeal, his eyes half closed as he would put his fur into a bun. God, it was hot here and he hated it. His chest lifting as he let out a soft sigh that escaped his lips "Gotta figure out something... place is so hot," He didn't mind any of the people here aside from the fox kits that believed they were the shit, he mostly didn't like the heat and how it would pound down on him. He wished he hadn't been born with such a long coat, letting out one last huff. He would put down his journal with his ears perking up, everything was quite quiet at the time. It felt uncomfortable really. It almost felt like someone was watching him. And that feeling didn't ease down.

Suddenly, a yelp escaped him as someone raked their claws against his back and he would hiss in pain. "Ow! What the fuck!" He grit his teeth not really expecting to see someone above him, oh for fucks sake, it was that one guy who had beat up on a child. Was he next? Fuck that, Bumblebee thought in an attempt to roll over and aimed to kicked Caesar in the stomach if he succeeded, he would roll away hissing at the pain on his back "What? Wasn't getting your ass handed to you by one kid wasn't enough?" He stumbled to his paws with his ears pinning against his cranium, his claws unsheathing as he took a few steps back. [glow=COLOR,1,400]—[/glow]

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

THERE IS NO LIFE, THERE IS NO SPARK !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE PITT. DWELLER.

Ah, those fox kits and Gael. Caesar absolutely hated them, save for the couple that actually cheered him on whenever Trygve visited. But Aine and Gael in particular annoyed the fuck out of him. After that whole incident, Kydobi had a talk with him and warned him that if he continued on this path, he would quite certainly regret it. Unfortunately for the Ardent, Caesar didn't quite care. After being exiled from The Typhoon, he had a goal in mind, and even if he would regret being exiled from The Pitt, he was going to achieve his goal.

The wind was knocked from Caesar's lungs as he was kicked in the stomach, and the demon recoiled from the nauseating pain that crashed over him. Clearly the kid was going to put up a fight despite his age, and he brought up a good point: Caesar had been targeting kids. He should fight more capable foes, but in truth, the demon lacked a lot of physical skills and his powers weren't as strong as they used to be. He targeted kids on purpose; they were easy to trick and attack, whereas adults and teens typically could fight back. And as mentioned, he wasn't very skilled in physical combat, and instead relied on his powers.

But nobody had to know that. Caesar shook his head, trying to push back the nausea, and stood back up to face Bumblebee. "You just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time kid." He responded, tail lashing. "No hard feelings." Technically, he wasn't lying. He hardly knew Bee, he didn't have a reason to specifically go after him. Bumblebee truly was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Deciding to try and face the kid head on, Caesar ran towards BEE in an attempt to lash out at his face. Disorienting the other golden feline was his goal right now, then try to do something more devastating. The plan was to, of course, actually kill Bee and make it look like it was an accident, but that might be a tad harder than Caesar planned. A shame.

#psychosocial.