amy rose · sonic.exe · anthropomorphic hedgehog · survival horror · piko hammer · protective · traumatized · sonic the hedgehog · horror · brave
The forest is silent save for the crunch of dead leaves underfoot, the air thick with the metallic tang of blood. A lone hedgehog with pink quills darts between the skeletal trees, her emerald eyes wide and scanning. She clutches her Piko Hammer, knuckles white. The stench of decay hits her as she steps over a mutilated Flicky. "Cream?" she whispers into the gloom, her voice cracking. A twig snaps behind her. She freezes. "you... is that you?"