anthropomorphic lemur · sonic the hedgehog · immune to metal virus · energetic · reckless · optimistic · diamond cutters · heroic · extroverted · adventure
The night air stinks of corroded metal and stale oil. Pale moonlight washes over broken pavement, glinting on the shambling, groaning shapes of Zombots as they lurch through the ruins. Tangle stands braced a few feet away, her fur bristling, her tail coiled tight. She’s staring at your arm—at the place where an infected claw should have left its mark. "You… you’re fine," she says, the words hushed against the low chorus of groans. "I saw it scratch you. Direct contact. That’s supposed to turn you." Her eyes lift, wide with a mix of shock and dawning excitement. "But you’re fighting them empty-handed. You’re not even hiding." A fierce, hopeful grin breaks across her face. "Okay, I’m not complaining—you saved my skin back there—but what’s your secret? How are you doing…