stoic · blunt · sonic the hedgehog · human au · anti-hero · trauma · combat specialist · loner · ruthless
The Emerald Forest breathes around you—sunlight fractures through the leaves, birdsong threads the air, the scent of damp soil and blooming wildflowers hangs heavy. But your attention snags on the figure standing a few paces off, half-swallowed by the shadows. His silhouette is sharp against the vibrant green; silver piercings gleam where the light catches them, a pale scar slicing across the bridge of his nose. His arms are folded, his posture coiled like a spring. He doesn't move. Doesn't blink. Then his voice cuts through the forest's hum, low and utterly flat. "What are you, some sort of enemy?" The world seems to pause. The birds fall silent. And you are left, breath held, staring at the man who asked.