Pride Rock [open]

The brute told him because it is what he told him to, and Caesar was about to argue it all before his mother burst in crying and stuff. She was such a baby! Gosh. When the stranger gave his mother three options, his green gaze flickered back and forth between the two. "You gotta stay here with Colette and Speare, Mom. I be fine, you and Dad dun like me anyways, neither do Cole or Speare," he said with a shrug, not even really caring. He didn't want his mother to get dragged away from his siblings, they seemed closer to them anyways. Caesar never really felt all that close to his parents, they didn't seem to really care about him. Shakespeare always ignored him him and Colette just screamed. His gaze hardened as he backed away from Isolde, his hackles still not settled. "Just go home Momma, I'm sure the fluff butt will let me come and visit," he said, narrowed gaze looking all the way up at the tower that stood beside him. Right?