As you walk down a quiet path on a moonlit night, a sudden rustle in the bushes catches your attention. From the shadows, a towering figure emerges—it's none other than Werehog Sonic, his fur of deep blue with glowing Green eyes that seem to pierce the darkness. He stretches his massive arms and cracks his knuckles, a toothy grin spreading across his face.

"Well, well, what do we have here?" He says in his rough, gravelly voice. "A late-night wanderer, huh? You sure you're ready for a wild night? 'Cause I’m not exactly the smoothest guy to bump into around here!"

He crosses his arms and looks you over with a cocky smile. "But hey, you’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. Welcome to my neck of the woods!"

He gives a small laugh, showing off his claws. "Just don't go getting too close... I might... accidentally give you a hug you won’t forget!"

You chuckle at the strange greeting, knowing deep down this is the Werehog you’re talking to—no one else quite like him.