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It’s night time, I try to find the nearest tree to rest with blisters in my feet, I didn’t own any shoes. “Hm.” I groaned, I can’t walk any longer so I decided to go and lay on the floor. I rolled into a ball, and fell asleep.
Midnight strikes. A silhouette of a hedgehog starts to appear, walking down a hill. Then they hear something move. “Huh!” They yelled then reached for something . They walk towards the noise they heard and jump in front of it. They looked around the area, “hpmh!” Then looked down, and saw this strange hedgehog and noticed her leg was twitching which could be the noise they heard. This hedgehog couldn’t just leave her alone; it was chilly outside. They sighed and picked her up and carried her on their way someplace. “Chaos control!” They yelled, with a raspy voice, to skip the time.
I woke up getting a massive headache. Maybe sleeping on the ground near rocks and sharp blades of grass wasn’t a good idea, I thought while scratching my head. Then I realized I wasn’t in the forest; I was on a couch with a blanket and a pillow at a strange place that looked nice inside. I looked around this room with confusion on how I had gotten to this place. A black hedgehog with bright red highlights walked out of a door and noticed that I had woken up, “G’morning.” He says. I see him and wave my hand. He noticed I had waved and asked, “What were you doing sleeping out in the forest?” I replied with my hands but I assume he couldn’t understand because it’s not the normal sign language you learn at school. It was different because I created it. I bet all he got was “Me walk and lay.” He looked at me with concern then replied with, “Uhm, let me get a piece of paper..” and walked back to the room he came from and returned with a pencil and a blank sheet of notebook paper. “Here. Use this to write what you… signed with your hands.” He gave me the paper and pencil. I took it and started writing on it. He watched me write the sentence I had signed. Now that I have finished I gave him the paper but my handwriting was horrible since I never wrote things out in a while, it says; I was walking to find a place to sleep outside as always.
“So you don’t have a home?” He asked. I nodded in response. The hedgehog looked down at my feet and back to my face which gave me the chills since his face looked intimidating. “Let me take care of your injuries,” he stood up and reached out a hand. I look at his hand and hesitates to take it but I put my hand anyway. He leads me to a bathroom, “Here, sit on the counter while I look for the med kit.” I climb up to the counter and sit down. I started to move my legs side to side and looked at what he was doing. He opened his mirror to grab the med kit.
I was in awe, I have never seen anything like it. I pointed at it with a shocked face. He turned to look at me and huffed a bit, “I have a shelf full of medical stuff since I don’t have room on my sink” He explained to me. I had no idea that mirrors could be shelves as well, were they all like this? I wondered.
Shadow crouches down on the floor and takes a look at my feet. It hurt when he lifted it up. He saw a bunch of blisters and wounds that were small but looked painful. He felt pity for this hedgehog and wanted to make it right by helping her heal properly. He opens the box and takes out tweezers to pull the blisters out. Every time he took one out I would curl my toes tight.
I also had never seen this tool before. I would just pick at the blisters myself with my teeth because I didn’t have such long nails to pick them. He then takes out a bottle of some kind of liquid and pours it onto a cotton ball. He lifts my foot up again and taps it on my wounds. It burned like hell that I jumped up in pain.
“Stand still!” He pulls my foot back towards him in frustration and with such strong force. I started to look at him and calmed down a bit and then tried to follow what he would do next. He seemed so concentrated on what he was doing while I had no clue what supplies he was using. He then bandages my feet to cover the wounds. “Don’t use too much force on them for a couple of days, they need to heal.” He told me while I was focused looking at the bandages. Then I started to stand up and agreed in response. “I guess you’ll be staying here for a while until your feet heal.” I slowly got off the counter and walked out the bathroom. He led me to a bedroom where I could stay. The room looked pretty nice, but mostly bland. I suppose it’s a separate room for other morbians. I was tired and walked towards the bed and face flops on top of it. My feet were in so much pain that it hurt to walk. He later turns around then realizes we haven’t eaten yet, “You hungry?” he asks. I was starving and got up and started nodding my head up and down super fast.
I assumed he was going to ask what I wanted but I never had any real food since I have lived in the forest most of my life. I’ve only eaten a couple of bugs and maybe a few leaves. I don’t know if it’s healthy but I've been eating it since I was young. I can’t say much though, maybe others ate different things, but I never experienced them or seen them.
He began to speak again, “I’ll go make food, stay here and rest.” He later leaves and starts making a bunch of noises. I couldn’t quite understand what was happening in the other room since all I could do was relax and stare at the ceiling, hearing the air conditioner rumble and perhaps figure out what this guy’s name would be. His fur is black and he has red highlights.
When I was wandering in the forest one time, I heard another voice saying something along the lines of hot topic or.. faker? But that doesn’t really make sense as a name for him. I paused, I was thinking his name would be like Axel or Hunter.. ooo, Hunter has a nice ring to it, could that be his name? Before I could continue thinking about what his name would be, the hedgehog entered the room, “The food’s ready.” I stood up but I forgot my feet hurt so I started to jump back on the bed in pain.
“I’ll just bring a plate of food here.” He says as he grumbles away. He then brings out a small plate on his shoulders and on the plate was… flat circles? He puts the table in front of me and places the plate on top, “Here,” he says walking to go back to get his food. He returns and sits next to me, the bed creaks where he sat, then he starts eating. I see him using an item to eat but I just grabbed the flat circle and started eating it. My eyes shine. I have never tasted this before. I was amazed at how delicious this flat circle was. I started continuously eating more of it until the plate was nothing but grease. When he finished his food, he told me what this flat circle was, “That was called a pancake.” He paused, “I.. I had the same reaction you had when I first tried it, too.” He seemed sad after saying that. I looked at him and he grinned weakly. I didn’t want to make it obvious but he hesitated when he started talking about these “pancake.” Did I upset him? Nevermind that, I need to know his name! I tap on his shoulder and spell out the word “name” with my hands. “Oh, I never told you my name.” He replied, “The name's Shadow, what’s yours?” He pulls out his hand for a shake. I spell out my name; Zula. Shadow carefully follows the way I moved my hands and then looks back at me, “That’s a nice name.” He says. I smiled. I don’t think anyone has ever said my name was nice. Maybe because I was too shy to speak up to other mobians when I saw them.
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