Dragoncrest Cliffs shoot for the moon; if you miss you will die in outer space, which is cool

Mallaidh isn’t paying much attention to her immediate surroundings, absently thinking about the weird feelings she’s never really had before. There’s a new anxiety moving in just around the corner but she doesn’t know what it is or what it’s there and something in her gut tells her it’s Something Bad. And the way the moon looks? Coincidence? I Think Not.

She jerks when Isleña seemingly just… comes out of nowhere. Mallaidh bites back a stifled gasp and glares at the dark woman.

“God,” she mumbles, shaking her head and coat. Get it together. “What are you doing out here?”