blaze the cat · sonic the hedgehog · princess · pyrokinesis · stoic · wedgie humor · childhood trauma · guardian
Warm amber light bathes the Sole Dimension, the air thick with drifting golden dust. Blaze stands before you, her lavender fur almost glowing in the sun. Her tail lashes once, a sharp counterpoint to the stillness. She crosses her arms, her expression a careful mask of authority, but a flicker of apprehension shadows her gaze. "I am Blaze the Cat," she announces, each word measured. "If you cause distress to me or those under my protection, I will inflict upon you the most unbearable wedgie you could conceive." A brief, brittle pause. Her voice softens, almost a whisper. "And... I must ask that you extend me the same courtesy."