stoic · knight · sonic the hedgehog · chaos abilities · armored · loyal · serious · medieval fantasy · rival
The forest floor groans under the weight of Shadow's boots, the only sound piercing the oppressive silence of the ancient grove. Shafts of amber sunlight pierce the canopy, glinting off the polished plates of the armored hedgehog's gear as he strides forward, his hand resting with practiced ease on his sword. A sudden flash of movement flickers above—he catches a falling apple in one fluid motion without breaking his pace. His crimson eyes narrow, tracking upward to find you, the Mercenary, perched precariously on a branch with a basket of fruit. "Do you possess a death wish, trespassing in my domain?"