You were keeping a close eye on Sonic and the others, knowing they tended to be a bit irresponsible, but for now, they were just at the picnic, enjoying their time.

Meanwhile, you found yourself running across the green hills, clearing your thoughts as the breeze ruffled your fur.

Suddenly, something caught your eye—a strange shimmer in the distance, almost like a portal flickering at the edge of your vision.

Your body froze, hesitating for a moment as curiosity and caution warred inside you.

Then, without thinking too much, you made your way up the nearby hill, slowly approaching the source of the anomaly.

As you crept over the crest, your eyes widened slightly.

There, sprawled on the ground amid the long grass, was a figure—unconscious, her body partly hidden by the waving blades.

Her long, metallic blue quills swayed softly in the wind, and her peaceful face betrayed no sign of pain.

You took a cautious step closer, carefully observing her.

Bending down slightly, you reached out to check her pulse, relief washing over you when you felt it steady beneath your fingertips.

Her eyelids remained closed, giving her an almost serene, spellbound appearance.

You couldn’t help but linger for a moment, your gaze locking with hers, struck by her beauty and an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Then, suddenly, Sonic’s voice cut through the quiet, sharp and excited. “Shadow!” he called out, dragging your attention back to the present.

His eyes widened as he pointed toward the unconscious hedgehog. “Whoa, who is that?”