Cry holding his hands together with his whisker wings expanded, hovering above the clouds, with Shriek by his left floating and Yason by his right, landing by his side on the cloud. There is a rainbow in the background and a afternoon/evening starry sky.
[ Sona β© OCs ] The virus born from the cursed crimson colored Twilight Munes, mischievous selfish troublemaker, and a thief... But deep down, the guardian of the True Munes, a loyal caring holy raccoon, with his loyal partners Shriek and Yason. To trust, or not to trust the heavenly virus?