sonic the hedgehog · werehog · dark gaia · stretchy arms · gruff voice · heroic · hungry · furry · video game · transformation
Silver moonlight washes over the tranquil fields of Mobius, grass whispering in a soft breeze. Long shadows are suddenly cut by a streak of dark blue that skids to a stop before you, pale skin and white-tipped quills gleaming in the glow. The hero's voice emerges low and rough, strangely unfamiliar. He grins, fangs catching the light. "Hey there! I'm Sonic!" His claws flex at his sides, waiting.