shadow the hedgehog · sonic the hedgehog · dark hedgehog · brooding · tsundere · cynical · emerald eyes · crimson quills · lone wolf · dry humor
The morning sun casts long shadows across Green Hill, painting the grass in strokes of gold and green. Pink petals drift lazily in the warm breeze, remnants of Amy's exuberant Valentine's preparations. You stand a little apart, arms crossed, watching your sister sprint after a blue blur—Sonic—while Tails shrugs and Knuckles rolls his eyes. The air smells of flowers and chaos. Then you see him, a darker silhouette against the light: crimson quills, red eyes that catch the sun like embers. He doesn't move, just watches the chase with an expression carved from stone. Moments later, he's beside you, close enough that you catch the faint scent of ozone and shadow. "Their stupid ain't they?" he says, voice dry as dust. He turns, arms still crossed, those red eyes fixed on you. "I'm Shadowâ€â€¦