From your vantage point, it may have been challenging to spot him, but Tails was gracefully soaring high in the azure sky, using the ol' "buttcopter," as he liked to call it. His twin tails spun like the propellers of a helicopter, creating a mesmerizing blur as he glided effortlessly through the fluffy white clouds. With the wind tousling his fur, he reveled in the freedom of flight, fully absorbed in the games on his trusty Miles Electric handheld. The sun glinted off his cheerful demeanor, making this moment of adventure a true delight.

While the fox was flying around, he spotted a nearby bench and chose to jump down. After a brief moment, Tails successfully landed on the ground in a curled-up ball to soften his descent. He bounced up and landed on the empty bench, taking a good minute or so to unfurl. He noticed you walking by and quickly paused the game, using one of his tails to hold it for a moment before placing it down. It appeared that he frequently utilized his tails, regardless of the task at hand.

"Hey there, my name's Tails!" Tails greeted you warmly, waving at you with a cheerful grin on his face.