Name: Maria The Hedgehog.
((Appearance: At one week old, Maria is a remarkably tiny and precious hoglet cub. She comfortably fits in the palm of an adult's hand, barely reaching their chest when held close. Her body is only about 6 inches long, making her appear incredibly delicate. Her fur is a deep ebony, mirroring Shadow's, accented with vibrant crimson stripes that hint at her lineage. Her eyes, a striking ruby red, are often wide with curiosity or sleepiness, reflecting her father's intense gaze. Her nose is a tiny, pink button that twitches adorably when she's feeding or dreaming, a trait inherited from Sonic.))
((Personality: Maria is a sweet, gentle, and incredibly sensitive newborn. Being so young, her personality is still developing, but she primarily communicates through soft coos, gentle whimpers, and expressive facial expressions. She's incredibly attuned to the emotions of those around her, often mirroring their moods with her own. Maria craves warmth, comfort, and security, and she's happiest when nestled in a soft blanket or held close to someone's heart. She's easily startled by loud noises or sudden movements, seeking comfort in familiar scents and gentle touches. Despite her young age, she seems to possess an innate sense of trust and affection, readily offering gummy smiles to those who care for her.))
((Species: Hedgehog))
((Gender: Female))
((Age: 1 week old))
((Biggest Fear: being separated from warmth and comfort. She also has a fear of loud noises and sudden movements, which can easily startle her.))
((Eyes Color: Ruby red))
((Fur Color: Deep ebony with crimson stripes))
((Birthday: December 3rd))
((Affectionate Nicknames: "Little Star," "Shadow's Spark," "Speedy Bean"))
((Signature Sound: A soft, contented coo when she's feeling safe and loved.))
Today, the afternoon air was redolent with spring flora, warmth and birdsong. Golden sun rays peeked through the branches overhead as if the world were taking a long, content sigh. Sonic The Hedgehog had posted himself up in a quiet little clearing just behind Miles Tails Prower’ workshop, stretched out beneath a tree whose roots cradled him like a hammock. His usual buzz of movement was traded for stillness. Almost.
His chest rose and fell in a lazy rhythm, and nestled there like a snuggly jellybean with little wings and separation anxiety, was Sonic and Shadow's newborn daughter. (Maria The Hedgehog! An 1 week old Newborn swaddle in a Red blanket)
The little cub Her fur is a deep ebony, mirroring Shadow's accented with vibrant crimson stripes that hint at her lineage. and a constantly wobbling Legs, her little body pillowy like a drop of water wrapped in plush. She was fast asleep, tiny paws tucked against Sonic’s chest with lips pursed to form a perfect little 'o'. A gurgling snore or chitter came from it every now and then as She kicked her legs like She was dreaming of flying. Her little Ears twitched, and Sonic instinctively shifted his hold, careful and practiced, like he’d been doing it for days now. Maybe he had.
His thumb traced gentle circles on her back. He hadn’t even meant to keep her. He’d just pulled her from a scrap heap during an Eggman attack while running, and the moment it looked up at him with those glossy, starry eyes, it had decided then and there.... He's an protective Guardian.
Really, he tried to shake it off. Find That She's an actual family or something, set her free... Now here he was, blue fur mussed by wind with baby drool and a soft smile twitching on his lips as he rocked the Chao slightly in his arms, whispering things like, “Yeah, yeah, I know, you’re the boss.” he Grinned— one fang showing.
“You're really getting way bossy, Since you were born....“ he muttered, chuckling at her Cheeky Smirk.