"I want one!" Caesar chirped as he came over.
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"I want one!" Caesar chirped as he came over.
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Unfortunately, Bill wasn't here anymore but they had visited to kill an NPC and cut off something from the body. Caesar couldn't remember what, exactly, but that didn't matter. He didn't want to go back to that scene anyway.
Caesar pushed off the thought of his father's murder and smiled at Julian. "I'm sure it'll be fine. I'm not a Medic, though. Hope, Rosewater, or Arcanepaw would love them, though!" He chirped.
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Medic Announcements. As much as Caesar wasn't interested in the field, he supposed he might as well see who was promoted in case someone was hurt. So, of course, the serval cub was there.
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Hadn't someone went to go talk to HawkClan and warn them about Bill? Caesar tilted his head and blinked. "I don't think we've had any trouble lately." He responded. "Except for Bill and I think The Exiles?" He tried to recall Ivylee's announcements. "BloodClan, too. But uh, Bill might visit HawkClan soon." He frowned. "I'd try to keep an eye out for your Clanmates as much as you can. They killed one of our NPCs."
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"They seem to." Caesar agreed. "I'm not sure why. Or, well, I guess The Exiles wouldn't need a reason to attack someone." He shrugged. He didn't give the reason for BloodClan attacking, though. It'd ruin RiverClan's ProClan look. As Julian spoke about Bill attacking him, Caesar's ears pinned back. So they're not just attacking NPCs. He thought to himself. What if they come for me? Caesar tried to shake the thought off. RiverClan would protect him as much as they could. Hope would probably fight for her life for him. "Did they have a reason?" Maybe Bill had specific reasons for attacking the Clans like they were. And if so, maybe the Clans could work together to stop them. Or, well, allies at least. Caesar couldn't see The Exiles or The Cartel working with anybody (unless the latter was paid, he supposed). AntiClans most definitely wouldn't temporarily ally up with ProClans, either.
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Hope was standing protectively over him faster than he could react. Caesar jumped back a bit as he realized his adoptive mother was hovering over him, which was slightly annoying, but the way she spoke was a bit odd. The serval cub said nothing else and tried to blink at Ramses in confusion. Something was up, he could feel it in the air.
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Yeah, something was definitely up. Caesar frowned and follow Hope back to camp.
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Character Name: Caesar
Ceremony Type: Apprentice
Mentor (if any): No preference/you can choose for me lol
lmao I had no idea this was here
Yep, this was where the directions said to head. Caesar wasn't entirely sure about how he felt being near a cliff with roaring water underneath, but hey... He could swim. Though if he fell in, it was likely he'd panic with his head underwater. I just have to be careful. The serval cub thought to himself as he carefully made his way towards the cave.
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Wasn't Julian that HawkClanner who visited them just yesterday? Caesar frowned. He didn't seem all that bad, but Hope seemed to sense something, and as soon as she came over, he could practically feel her unease. There wasn't anything to add, nor did he have any questions, so the serval just nodded.
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And indeed Crocodilepaw did scare him. Caesar let out a squeak in surprise, jumping in the air as he puffed his fur out. "That's not funny!" He growled, trying to relax himself. "And yeah, it's Caesar... You're Crocodilepaw." He's seen the odd-tailed Riverguard around here and there, but they never really interacted much.
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"You look like Princess Hope." Caesar commented as he came over, head tilted. And Elixir, of course, but the serval didn't mention him. "But without a horn... and with more spots." He didn't realize that horses and deer were different animals. "My name's Caesar Cipher, by the way. I'm a Minnow."
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Ooh, a playdate! "I wanna go!" Caesar declared as he came over. Was he too old to come to these? Maybe, but he still considered himself young. He was only a moon older than the age you were supposed to be to be an apprentice!
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Ooh, hide and seek! Caesar smiled and nodded before he went off.
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"Maybe we can do a scavenger hunt for St. Patty's-or-whatever Day?" Caesar piped up, eyes shining. They could hide little clovers or something! That was the day that focused on green, right? His expression quickly died down once he comprehended that Ivylee mentioned Bill earlier. "When I went to warn WindClan, they said that they got hit, too." They were neutral, weren't they? He didn't speak up about the politics or promotions; the former he didn't understand much and the latter he, admittedly, didn't pay much attention.
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This stranger almost had the energy of Ivylee. Was that a good thing? No, not really... RiverClan could only handle one Ivylee around. Or at least that's how many Caesar could tolerate, at least. "Welcome to RiverClan, Holli!" The serval cub chirped. "I'm Caesar Cipher, a Minnow here."
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Croc was a lot similar than his full name, so yeah, Caesar was definitely was going to use that nickname. "Alright, then, Croc." Caesar responded, trying to think of a way to get this going without it getting awkward. And it was getting there fast. "Um... Have you always lived in RiverClan? Like, where you born here?" Hey, small talk might get them somewhere.
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"Are they, though?" Caesar asked with a frown as he came over. Now Bill and BloodClan... Bill was obviously an enemy, and so was BloodClan, but The Cartel? "They haven't done anything to us." He wasn't going to buy anything, but what was the sense of running them off when they were here on peaceful terms?
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There were lots of places you could hide in camp, so Caesar decided to have the game there. Besides, if it was outside of the camp, the younger kits couldn't play! And that wasn't fair. "Who wants to play hide and seek?" He called as he padded towards the middle of camp.
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//Please don't rescue yet!
Caesar had been missing for a couple of hours by now. If one would go look for him, they'd find that his scent trail led from camp to a small patch of blood in the territory. The area where the blood was heavily had the scent of the Rebellion of Terminus.
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