Curse My Name
The harried whispers of feathers brushing against one another turned to a cacophony of violent wing beats as birds took explosively to the air. His name echoed over the horizon, bellowed in rage by a brother long scorned. -he gnashed his terrible teeth, and he roared his terrible roar- Pale auds pressed tight to his skull, the herald dared not move for fear his heart may burst from his chest. Raphael. His beloved brother sought him in fury and anguish. Would he tear his retribution from Gabriel's chest, as Michael had torn it from his pliant visage? The icy rush of fear raced up his limbs, coalescing in his spine until it gathered neatly into his lungs. Breath came in short gasps through aching ribs. It was all his fault. Though Samael had been the one to rend His head from His shoulders, each and every one of them knew if was, in fact, Gabriel's doing. In the end, he had been the driving force in so much of Samael's defiance. Had he coddled him during his youth? What of the rampant tales of adventure and grandeur? Perhaps he had been to forthcoming with affection and reassurance. Whatever the cause, in the end, Gabriel had allowed this. The golden titan lifted his head. Narrow shoulders would square against the eminent brutality that Raphael would rain down upon him. Heavenly wrath would smite him here and now. Before he could do right by the Lord. It was not hard to track down his brother. Leaden silence had fallen like a blanket over the lands for miles all around. All that was needed was to arrive at the epicentre. Thus, the herald stood before the light bringer. Empty gaze stared out from deadened sockets, perfect marbles of sea foam hardened against predictable violence. Didn't it always end this way?
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Samael, as Gabriel's brother/stalker, will likely be making appearances in any/all of his threads to distantly stare at his interactions. Just an FYI.
**Also, his face is heavily scarred on the left side, none of his tables reflect this yet. Missing fur on the cheek, below the eye, and scars across the bridge of his muzzle and down his neck.