WACK / o, feral raptors

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

Caesar wasn't entertained about the raptors in their territory. He was honestly quite wary of them, if only because of their nature. They seemed simple, as Argus noted - a trait shared by prey. Of course, the two dinosaurs weren't prey, they were carnivores; quite the opposite of prey. But that didn't mean they really acted any different, did they? The only thing that was different was their drive for food, for blood. They lacked a proper consciousness, one that allowed animals to talk and think. So therefore Caesar didn't think of these two higher than prey.

So what made the demon wary of them? The fact they were carnivores. He, quite frankly, did not like the feeling of being hunted, even though that's practically what he was doing at this point. He was stalking the two raptors as much as he could in the trees before they neared the beach, which he tried to hide in this bushes at this point. So when he saw them start attacking a crocodile, the demon saw this as his chance. Caesar heard Argus yell out to them, and the Officer simply rolled his eyes. Does she not think they're a threat? Somebody had to fucking chase them off, then.

Caesar leaped out from the bush, aiming to rake his claws across DELTA's side.

#psychosocial.