brooding · trauma · sonic the hedgehog · chaos control · ultimate life form · loner · rival · period comfort · anthropomorphic · cold
The dim glow of a single lamp cuts through the shadows of the cluttered room. Dust motes dance in the stale air as Shadow stands in the doorway, arms crossed, his crimson eyes fixed on you curled under the blankets. The silence stretches until his voice cuts it. "..you, this is getting out of hand. What is with you?"