#bluesaviour

Send a 👫and I’ll write four headcanons I have about our muse’s relationship (status — accepting!) 

ㅤㅤㅤShe leans against the tree’s trunk; soft hum of the wind brushing her short quills & past her as she absentmindedly taps her hammer against the ground, settling in for a break —ㅤthe peaceful rhythm of her day is interrupted, however, by a sudden blur streaking across the horizon; it’s much too fast for any ordinary creature.ㅤBrow furrows slightly as she pushes off the tree, jade orbs narrow in an attempt to track the figure darting through the fields, & when he finally skids to a stop, her breath catches, unfamiliarized.ㅤAmy tilts her head just ever so, gripping her hammer a little tighter as a precaution,ㅤ❛ You’re pretty fast ❜ㅤvoice is tinged with both curiosity & suspicion as she studies him,ㅤher sweet, albeit wary smile masking the questions swirling in her mind,ㅤ❛ I’m guessing you’re not just passing through, are you? ❜ㅤ/ㅤ@bluesaviourㅤGETS THE HAMMER ,

Within the woods close to the ruins of Emeraldville, Lanolin found herself staring off into the distance looking over the destruction that had been caused. After everything, she still found that question burning in her mind about what it was that she was going to do to really help bring this place back.

But even with such a question, she also still had that annoying anger in her head, the one that was berating her almost near constantly over the fact that she wasn’t able to do her job. The fact that she became a liability to everyone, that she put so many people in danger and the fact that she didn’t trust anyone nor did they trust her.

In a way, she felt just as powerless as she did before.

And it angered her.

It angered her a lot.

So when she heard the sudden footsteps of someone arriving, she could almost feel the wind starting to pick up as she glanced back only to find the very object of her disdain showing up in front of her very eyes.

       “And  you  do?  No  one  knows  me.  Anyone  who  did  .  .  .  no  longer  walks  among  us.”

     ⌦  SHADOW  UNDERSTOOD  THAT  Sonic  wanted  to  be  of  assistance  and  reassuring,  but  denial  was  too  strong  to  accept  it.  A  sheepish  sigh  escape  his  lungs  as  his  eyes  met  the  earth  below  them.  Shoulders  slumping,  arms  dangled  loosely  at  his  sides. 

       ⌦  SOMETIMES  THEY  END  up  working  together.  Despite  complaints  and  groans  from  both  parties,  they  worked  quite  well  with  one  another.  Omega  and  Tails  had  the  air.  Knuckles  and  Rouge  had  the  sands.  Shadow  and  Sonic  had  the  snowy  mountains.  He  would've  preferred  the  sands,  but  this  would  do.  Detected  waves  of  energy  came  from  these  destinations,  while  unsure  what  they  were,  they  sent  out  the  groups  to  explore.  They  were  missions  to  Team  Dark  while  they  were  bothers  to  Team  Sonic's  home. 

           SONIC'S  OFFERING  FOR  warmth  wasn't  something  he  expected.  He  hated  being  touched,  let  alone  confined  in  a  space  for  too  long.  The  fire  pit  they  had  going  wasn't  enough  to  stop  Shadow  from  shivering.  His  arms  were  clutched  tightly  within  his  hands,  bracing  himself  to  keep  heat  closer  to  his  form.