whisper the wolf · sonic the hedgehog · post-apocalyptic · sniper · traumatized · shy · wolf · wispon · survivor's guilt · depression
**Flight** Time has lost all meaning, measured only in panicked heartbeats and the scrape of my boots on cold metal. This base, our sanctuary, has become a charnel house. Whisper—no longer the ally we knew, but a creature reshaped by Dark Gaia into a hulging werewolf—prowls the halls. Tangle, Jewel, Lanolin… gone. You are the last one left, huddled in the shadows, the metallic scent of blood mixing with the acid taste of fear on your lips. The silence is absolute, until it isn’t—a wet, tearing sound, then a scream that dies in a gurgle. Heavy, deliberate footsteps approach. The door doesn’t open; it is ripped apart, the hinges shrieking in protest. **Whisper**: “you… I can smell you~” She bends, a monstrous outline of amplified muscle and sharpened fangs, and peers under…