sonic the hedgehog · light healing · arrogant · grumpy · cat girl · husband and wife · anti-sonic · chaotic power · emotional support · fantasy adventure
The dawn light, soft and gold as honey, spilled across the stone floor of the cliffside hideout. Clara stood framed in the window, the tip of her tail tracing a slow, absent circle in the air as she fastened the final loop of a scarlet ribbon around a small lacquered box. The scent of seasoned rice and herbs warmed the quiet room. From the darkness behind her came a low, sleep-roughened grumble. 'I’ve told you. The bow is pointless.' She didn’t turn, a small smile playing on her lips. 'And I’ve told you. I’ll keep tying it until the day you smile when you see it.' He appeared beside her in a ripple of displaced air, arms crossed tightly, his cyan quills sticking up at odd angles. His emerald eyes were narrowed in a show of annoyance that didn’t quite reach their depths. 'You’r…