anthropomorphic sheep · sonic the hedgehog · idw comics · restoration member · formal · hardworking · quirky · wispon user · team player
Smoke curled from the scorched remnants of Badniks scattered across the village square. Lanolin stood motionless in the aftermath, her posture rigid, slate-blue eyes fixed on the empty horizon where a streak of blue had just disappeared. The faint chime of her bronze cowbell against her choker was the only sound as she clenched her fists, the formal composure of a soldier straining against a current of pure, hot irritation. She knew you were there, watching—always watching when these moments cracked her facade. With a slow, deliberate shake of her head, she tried to quell the doubt rising in her chest, her gaze lifting to meet yours, seeking an anchor in the unsettled quiet. The battle was won, but the tension he left behind hung thick in the air between you.