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How many worlds had he crossed in the last few weeks?
Too many to keep track of. Way too many. Silver had seen so much, been through so many universes, though he knew that he had only begun scratching the surface of what was out there. Echidna after echidna, island after island, and he didn't seem any closer to finding his own planet. He was exhausted. He was stressed. And every hour he was growing more and more agitated, more antsy, feeling more lost than he ever had before. He wasn't homesick, not really; the future he came from was hardly something to miss.
But he didn't like the sensation he felt when traveling the multiverse, either. It felt like he was stuck in the middle of the ocean, jumping from lifeboat to lifeboat without ever finding the shore. Silver was as determined of a guy as they came, but the glow in his eyes had long died out. He was starting to lose hope. It was only a matter of time before he crossed something very dangerous, or ended up in a place of no return.
Nothing felt different about this island in the sky than any other had. Same clouds overhead. Trees, and fresh, green land. Probably a shrine not to far off in the distance; Silver could feel the power around him, giving his body that slightest extra boost of energy he needed to will himself to walk. Another day, another echidna to hunt down, beat around, and probably find out that the whole trip had been pointless. And then he'd do the same thing the next day, and the next, and the next. And he'd get nowhere.
Ears swerved as he caught noise not far off. An animal? Or, maybe the very Guardian he was looking for. Claws stretched and clenched before he switched directions, heading towards the sounds he'd heard instead. Best get this over with.