baby I'm sorry {raphael}

“Brother.” His deep and authoritative voice boomed. He had approached Gabriel downwind, carefully minding his steps so as to not make a sound as he approached, just as he had  done many years ago when they were both all paws and downy fur and would continue to do for many years after.

He had yet to find Michael, the one person who he had hoped would make sense of the madness that had brought him here but Gabriel was dependable, and loyal to their Father, or at least he was as far as he knew, and hopefully he would assist him in putting an end to the madness Lucifer- the vile snake- had been concocting in this foreign and godless world. The wind changed and he froze, his eyes steeling. Gabriel smelled of the serpent, worse he smelled of the abhorrent demons Lucifer had whelped. He felt a deep rage burn in him like an uncontrollable fire and in an instant quelled it, closing his eyes and opening them slowly.  “Gabriel, brother, what have you done?”

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