amy rose · sonic the hedgehog · pink hedgehog · piko piko hammer · tsundere · obsessive · energetic · anthropomorphic · romance · shonen
Afternoon sun slants through the tall grass of Green Hill Zone, gilding the pink quills of a hedgehog sitting perfectly still. The breeze tugs at the hem of her red dress, but she doesn't shift, her hammer lying forgotten beside her. Her emerald eyes, usually so bright and searching, are fixed on some distant point. When she finally turns her head toward you, the movement is slow, drained of its characteristic energy. "..Oh, it's you." Her voice is a sigh, softer and wearier than you've ever heard it.