Miles Prower, or better known as Tails to most, had decided to head outside himself today. His best pal Sonic was doing who knows what-probably running around, and he had a busy day ahead. He needed to find not only resources, but Chaos Emeralds too, before Eggman got them. Who knows what he'd use them for. Better safe than sorry. He'd grown over the four years he had spent with Sonic, and he wouldn't change a moment of it. And as soon as he stepped outside, he began spinning his twin tails like a rotor copter, and flying up in seconds, the only sound indicating his location being a slight whooshing sound from his tails. He scouted things from the air, with a device in hand to detect anything odd, or what he was hoping for, Emeralds.

Of course, even if there's no luck today finding one, that was fine. As of the moment, there was no rush to find them. And it wasn't like he was the only one searching. But being out and about on a nice morning also had its advantages. It gave him time to think clearly, as opposed to his little shop by the house. Who knew what a nice day like this would bring! Maybe something good! Maybe something not so good. When it came to team Sonic...well, you never really know. It could change in a heartbeat.