outrun, outlast — ducklings

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

FORGETTING LIES AND PAIN !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. OFFICER.

The Typhoon was a much difference climate than his Home Dimension, much like how Alaska was different than the beach. If Caesar could hear Victor's thoughts about his former home, the demon probably would have snorted and commented on how his Home Dimension was likely a lot colder than some tundra. But then again, that was why Atbash choose to live in Snowbound, wasn't it? Caesar didn't mind the tropical climate of The Typhoon, however. In fact, he preferred it. It was much better suited to his firey personality and powers.

Caesar was on the beach whenever Victor had swam back to shore, following by a herd of ducklings and their mother. Tilting his head, the Officer decided to investigate. Curiosity killed the cat, after all. "I can't believe you're not trying to eat them." Honestly, the smell of the chicks were tantalizing and so was the scent of their mother, but the savannah forced himself to control his urges. "Why are you letting them crawl all over you?" If Caesar was Victor, the demon likely would have snapped at them by now, and not because of how hungry he was.

#psychosocial.