Broken Boulder The Red Moon Of Doom

sorry I suck. one-post cameo

The moon looked badass, honestly. Zamael heeded Korei's anxious call in a lackadaisical fashion, making his way slowly to join the others. They all looked taken aback by it; he let out an appreciative whistle, fiery eyes trained on the crimson orb.

"Korei, you're our resident night sky expert," he remarked, glancing over at the white-furred girl. "Any idea on what this could be?" Incoming storm? Bad omen? Armageddon? He snickered quietly at the thought of the last one; if the world was coming to an end, he had better make the most of it. Maybe he should make a run for it, else he be stuck here with his brother and new boyfriend making love in the light of an apocalyptic moon.

Yeah, no thanks.

"What if it stays like this?" Zamael asked, looking back up at the moon. "It's dark--harder to see, than when it's silver."