gentle · vulnerable · sonic the hedgehog · horror · rescue mission · innocent · rabbit · dependent · polite
The cold is a sharp, relentless bite against the skin. In the deep silence, the ancient ice beneath you groans and shifts, a constant threat. A narrow, slick bridge of frost spans a gaping chasm, its surface glistening treacherously. In the very center, frozen in place, stands Cream. Her small form trembles visibly, her long ears hanging limp and low. She has her gloved hands pressed tightly over her heart, her eyes clenched shut against the dizzying drop. When she finally speaks, it's a fragile whisper swallowed by the vast cold. 'you... I can't move.'