He’s doing push-ups with one hand, and a huge boulder sitting on his back.

The mere mention of spirits and the like sent a shiver up the Echidna's spine. Even so, he'd dispel that fear with a shake of his head.

"Don't be stupid. We both know there's no ghosts up here."

Still not looking back at Sonic, he'd head over to a sizable boulder and crouch for proper lifting form

An audible snort, but he doesn't turn to face the hedgehog. Fists just keep striking at thin air.

"Training, what's it look like?"

Stretching his limbs, punching the air a few times. Gotta stay active, you never know when some troublemaker’s gonna try and start something.

“…Huh. The wind’s shifted.”

Arms crossed, eyes shut, enjoying the crisp morning air atop the island.

It's the simple things in life that can't be beat.

"Not only does all this racing let me put SOME people in their place, but it's also distracting others from trying to mess with the Master Emerald.

What's the saying? Win-win?"

(( I offer you... ))

(( A very mean bird. ))

❝ 𝑰𝒕 𝒋𝒔 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒔𝒆. 𝑴𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 . . . 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒚 𝒊 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆.ᐟ ❞

Heh, appreciate the vote of confidence.

Zavok...I'll have to stay even more vigilant.

I fear no flame, for my resolve burns even brighter.

“Really raining hard lately…must be getting to that time of year.”

And yet, the guardian stands stalwart all the same.

HOW LONG'S THE SHORELINE, ANYWAY?

= - NALU THE LION 🌊

I MEASURE EVERY OTHER DAY.
______
a sonic oc penned by naps
#sonicrp #ocrp

“I’ll say. Haven’t seen the Chaotix around much recently, let alone your mug.”

He smirked a little.

It’s hard to say. He’s currently on the ground, eyes shut tight, hands on his muzzle, shaking his head from left to right.

I don't know HOW strangers keep finding their way up here, but I will find out, and I WILL put a stop to it.

Sonic’s birthday, huh…I’ll just get him what I always get him. Fresh fruit from the island.

And, before long, the Echidna would be left struggling to breathe.

Hmph! I’d identify with a durian.

Strong outer shell that can’t be cracked easily, and just as tough on the inside.

… … … Good for you.

Sweet, sweet silence…

Knuckles’ eyes widened, and he’d clearly take that threat to heart. It was time to take things in another direction.

He’d twist himself the best he could and start tearing at the earth, digging a hole which he could hopefully escape through.

This was utterly humiliating, not to mention painful. He was just glad no one was here to see him struggle. His hands hook beneath the roo’s backside as he tries to lift him off.

Knuckles had to bite his lip just to keep from yelling out from the pain. He’d immediately start shoving and punching at those two tons that pinned him down.

“GET. OFF. NOW!”

Knuckles had lifted quite a lot of heavyweights in his time. Yet even so, this roo somehow trumped them all.

“Wh-What…?!” He could only grunt as his shoes sank into the ground a little, muscles working overtime to keep from getting outright crushed. He had to throw him, and fast!

And move he would. Knuckles rushed towards the Kangahog’s legs and gripped them tightly. With a grunt and monstrous strength, he’d start lifting him off the ground.

"Oh, buddy. Trust me, this isn't a path you wanna go down."

He pounds his fists together, snorting hot air from his nostrils.

"Last warning, big guy."