Name: Alicia Garcia Rose. ((An 1 month old Orphan Baby))

((Appearance: Alicia is a one-month-old infant with a cherubic face. Her skin is fair with a delicate rosy hue, and she has a soft down of dark brown hair that's just beginning to grow. Her most striking feature is her heterochromia iridum: one bright green eye and one bright blue eye, a captivating contrast that hints at a unique destiny. She's small and snuggly, with tiny fingers and toes that constantly grasp and wiggle.))

((Personality: Despite her young age, Alicia shows signs of a remarkably calm and observant nature. She's generally content, easily soothed, and possesses a quiet strength that belies her tender years. She's already demonstrating a surprising level of intelligence, focusing intently on faces and sounds, and responding with gentle coos and smiles. She seems to possess an innate kindness and polite demeanor, even at this early stage.))

((Species: Human))

((Gender: Female))

((Age: 1 month old))

((Biggest Fear: While too young to articulate fear, Alicia's abandonment likely leaves her with an underlying vulnerability to feelings of loneliness and insecurity. The trauma of being left alone manifests as a subtle anxiety, noticeable in her occasional startles and a preference for constant physical contact.))

((Eye Color: Right eye: Bright green; Left eye: Bright blue))

((Hair Color: Dark brown))

((Birthday: December 25th))

((Trauma Backstory: Alicia was found abandoned on Christmas Day, nestled in a cardboard box near a large tree in a freezing cold winter landscape. A note, written in a shaky hand, was left beside her, explaining the parents' heartbreaking decision to leave her due to their inability to care for her. The note expressed immense sorrow and love, but ultimately acknowledged the lack of resources and the harsh reality of their situation. Hidden behind the tree, unseen, Alicia witnessed her parents' departure, their figures shrinking into the distance as they walked away. The chilling cold, the silence, and the absence of warmth left an indelible mark on her young life. The Freedom Fighters, discovering her, brought her to safety, providing her with the warmth, love, and care she desperately needed. The experience, though too early for her to fully comprehend, has left a subtle but significant impact on her developing psyche. The Christmas setting adds a layer of irony to her abandonment, transforming the holiday of joy into a symbol of loss and uncertainty. The image of her parents' backs fading into the snow-covered landscape is a silent, yet powerful, memory that will shape her future.))

Alicia was Shadow's little Sister Baby, She is cute and clingy, but could be a bit demanding and whiny. She was now 5, and She could walk a bit, but teetered to the side sometimes, but She was getting good at it.

It was currently around 11 pm, and Sonic were in bed, asleep. Alicia was in her Baby Room too, sleeping, but She soon felt her Tiny tummy rumble, and She felt like a nice, yummy Bottle of Warm Milk. She knew where Sonic kept them, so She slipped out of Crib quietly, her Pacifier bopping up and down in her mouth as She crawled, She was holding her teddy bear as She walked, and held it close to her chest.

She was trying not to wake Sonic up as She sneaked past, and She went into the kitchen, and climbed up onto the cupboard, and reached for the Bottle of Warm Milk and got a cup of Water out, but it slipped through her Tiny fingers and smashed onto the floor, the glass going everywhere, the Milkie and the water all over the floor. She didn't pay too much mind, and sat on the counter She spat The pacifier on the floor and drank her Bottle, her hair a bit Messy as Bottle and Water went all over her Hello Kitty onesie. The teddy sat in her lap as She Drank her drink; She was just happy She got her Drink. She didn't really think about the consequences.