The city of Spirale sure was... huge! Sonic's been all over Earth, in his boredom and restlessness, but he generally stayed away from the bigger cities. While it was now a moot point to hide his existence from the entirety of earth after everything, he still wasn't supposed to go around attracting too much attention to himself.
So, that meant mostly sticking to the town of Green Hills and surrounding Montana woodlands. And Green Hills was a very small town. He never really thought about it until now, stuck in a place that was just... well. This place was a lot!
But there seemed to be quieter places, at least. Like this beautiful view. What did people call this place? Savior's Respite? Huh. Anyways, so he's running around, (because when is he not?), taking in the nice, crisp forest air-- when he ends up tripping on a root, because of course he does.
With an alarmed squeak the young hedgehog curls up into a protective ball as he goes rolling, rolling, rolling, eventually coming to a skidding stop at the cliff-side clearing. A couple minutes pass with him curled up, all sorts of twigs and leaves stuck on his quills, before his sensitive ears catch onto... someone else being there?
Tentatively, he uncurls just enough from a prickly ball to peek around. Oh. Wow. Another Mobian? Seriously, what are the odds?
"Ohh... heh. Hi there! Uh... how much of that did you see?"
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