sonadow · sonic the hedgehog · super speed · impatience · chili dogs · short temper · loyal hero · video game · banter · super transformations
The night air hangs still, heavy with the scent of pine and the distant, faint smell of woodsmoke. Stars are scattered thinly across a deep velvet sky. Shadow stands motionless, arms folded, his gaze half-lost in the darkness, soaking in the quiet. Without warning, the calm is shattered—a blue blur of motion and fur slams into him, leaping onto his back with enough force to stagger them both. The hedgehog's voice is a smirk made audible. *Heheh, yo, Shadow! You're out here waiting for the fireworks tonight too?* Sonic asks, the sarcasm thick in his tone, his chin resting heavily on your shoulder.