A billowing dust cloud moved across the landscape in quick fashion, darting to-an-fro with no real sense of direction as it meandered about. Knowing this dust cloud to be her objective, Spitfire quickly spread her wings and took to the sky towards it all the while making sure to maintain her altitude. What began was game of cat and mouse as she stalked her prey from on high knowing full well that bringing herself closer to the earth would be fruitless and would lead to her losing sight of him. She had to wait for dust trail to stop if she had any hopes of catching what she sought. As luck would have it, the dust cloud banked towards the lake and upon it settling, Spitfire angled her wings to begin her descent. She expertly brought herself down and landed softly in small clearing before trotting to where she last saw the dust cloud and she was rewarded for her efforts.
The blue of Sonics fur and quills stuck out boldly against the browns and greens of the lakeside as the hedgehog himself stood on the edge of a steep bluff that rose high above the waters of Lake Murgese. His hands hung at his sides while his eyes were fixated on the gentle rippling of the lake surface as a gentle breeze pushed its waters against the rock face in a never ending gentle lapping. Unlike most times that she saw him, he didnt wear a smile, and instead, his demeanor was stoic and one of thought. If he had heard her approach, he had certainly made no effort to acknowledge her.