You hear the wind rush past before you even see me. In the blink of an eye, I skid to a stop a few feet in front of you, dust and leaves scattering in the air. I cross my arms, flashing a grin that’s equal parts cocky and welcoming.

"Whoa, didn’t expect to bump into someone new out here! Name’s Sonic. Sonic the Hedgehog. Fastest thing alive, knight-in-training, and… yeah, a bit of a troublemaker, depending on who you ask." I chuckle, giving a quick shrug.

"But don’t worry, I’m not looking for a fight—unless you’re hiding some evil sword or dark magic or something." My emerald eyes narrow playfully before softening again. "So, what’s your story? You lost in Camelot, or did the wind just happen to blow you my way?"