Name: Charlotte Grace Evans.
((Appearance: Charlotte is a striking eight-year-old girl with pale skin, dark circles under her eyes, and long, Curly, Bright Blonde hair often adorned with a white and red Hello Kitty headband. Her Bright blue eyes lack the usual sparkle, appearing almost lifeless.))
((Personality: Charlotte presents an emotionless facade to the world. She rarely shows any emotion, appearing withdrawn and quiet. Beneath this mask, however, lies a complex mix of trauma, anger, anxiety, sadness, and grief. Occasionally, a flicker of humor will cross her face, revealing a surprising wit and dry sense of humor. She is fiercely independent and resourceful, having learned to cope with difficult situations alone.))
((Species: Vampire))
((Gender: Female))
((Age: 8 Years old))
((Biggest Fear: Loss of control, being vulnerable, and the potential for her vampiric nature to hurt others.))
((Eyes Color: bright Blue))
((Hair Color: Bright Blonde))
((Birthday: December 24th))
((Nickname: Lottie occasionally used by those close to her, if anyone is close enough))
((Dislikes: Bright lights, loud noises, large crowds, being touched unexpectedly, and displays of overt affection.))
((Favorite Kids Clothes: Brightly colored dresses with bold patterns, leggings with whimsical designs, and comfortable sweaters with fun prints. She has a particular fondness for Hello Kitty.))
((Trauma Backstory: Charlotte's parents were killed when she was very young, a traumatic event that left her emotionally scarred. She was subsequently taken in by distant relatives who were neglectful and emotionally abusive. This experience contributed to her emotional detachment and her development of coping mechanisms that involve suppressing her feelings. The trauma of her parents' death and the subsequent abuse have left her with deep-seated anxieties and a fear of vulnerability. Her vampiric nature adds another layer of complexity, as she struggles to control her instincts and fears harming others.))
the Soft grass sighed secrets beneath Charlotte deliberate paws as you wandered through the emerald hills, a craving for solitude a burning ember in her soul. a cool zephyr danced through her fur, a silent symphony accompanying the boundless horizon. nature's virgin embrace cleansed the cobwebs from her mind, softening the sharp edges of instinct. but just as tranquility began to weave its spell, a breathtaking anomaly tore through the mundane – a portal erupted in the heart of the field, a swirling vortex of ethereal blue, punctuated by enigmatic sparks of yellow lightning. Compelled by an irresistible magnetic force, She crept closer, a moth drawn to an impossible flame. but then, a silhouette materialized, a brutal collision sending her sprawling onto the jeweled canvas of dew-kissed grass..
the voice, a sharp intake of breath, cut through the pastoral calm as the stranger scrambled upright, leaving Charlotte momentarily Confused, from the fall a fallen monarch.
“Sorry!“ he Said, Raising his hand in Surround.
shyness folded his ears back as he extended a tentative hand. a gentle, azure energy bloomed around Her, a tangible kindness that lifted The Little girl as if She were a feather caught on the wind...
“I… I’m still not skilled at traveling… are you okay?” He Said, holding his hand out, to help Her up.
a hedgehog, the color of midnight, braked to a halt beside The Young girl, his crimson eyes, burning embers in the dark, narrowed with suspicion.
“who... is She?” he growled, but Didn't want to be Rude.
But was met with a playful swat on the back, a gesture of infuriating ease.
“easy there, meanie!” he Scolded Playfully, Nudging Shadow's Shoulder.
“hey there, I’m Sonic, Sonic The Hedgehog! sorry for the Chaos, us all.” he Said softly, Smiling Playfully.