All was silent as the last echoes of the outraged cry died in the air around them. Amy gulped, trying to still her shaking body.
"T-that sounded pretty far away...and he usually avoids me alot so I don't think he'll come here just yet looking for you..." She said, trying to cheer up Tails. She looked down at him as she said it though, and winced again. The small child was absolutely white, and she had to calm herself before going over to try and get him to eat.

No one knows why, but as everyone grew older and taller, Tails still remained so small. Sure, he was taller now than he was when he was 4 years old, but he never grew taller after he turned 8. He said it was mutation in his genes, probably the same that gave him his dual tails.

Amy had longer quills now, reaching a bit past her shoulders as she-with the help from the young genius-tended to them with a special formula that helped them grow. She was still only 12 years old, but she was already beginning to show a more feminine and curvy body as females of her species tended to. Rouge said she'd be a knock out in a few years, though she generally already was with her Piko Piko hammer!

Shaking her head, she got the kit to eat and put him back to bed. Afterwards she took the time to make sure every door and window was locked and secured, and she burned some extra candles as well to help mask Tail's scent while he rested at her house. Last thing the kit needed was Sonic-werehog or Dark or even both...- to come crashing in and disturbing him.

And honestly? She was a bit scared herself...Sonic was always running from her, or put her down...She loved him so much it hurt, but his rejection hurt more. She knew he needed to be a free spirit, led only by the winds and promises of adventure. He didn't want to be tied down by anything or anyone...

She didn't want to tie him down. Just wanted his affections. She fell in love with him, and loved that free spirit of his completely. Why would she want to chain him down, to deny him the very thing that first made her love him? That made absolutely no sense at all, she wanted him to be happy the most.

Sitting there on her couch, watching the door with her Hammer beside her just incase, Amy lost herself in memories. She remembered when she first met the famed Blue Blur, back when everyone called her Rosy the Rascal. She had gotten that nickname because at the time, she was very much a tomboy. Always getting into trouble and making some sort of mischief. Her father had been the first to use it, everytime he saw her dragging around a little toy hammer to help him with any construction or work that needed to be done.

Sonic had been around 9-10 years old then, and she had been captured by Metal Sonic when Robotnik found out there was another hedgehog family besides the main royal family. Sonic hadn't even waited for his siblings when he found out, dashing off to save her.

She lost her parents that day, but she found some one to love completely, and it also was the reason she trained so hard and became so strong to weild the Piko Piko hammer. She also never told him a certain secret she had kept for so long...only Queen Aleena knew the truth about herself and who her family was...

Her mind flashed forward to a far more recent memory, before Tails had disappeared. She had visited Sonic's home, wearing a pretty white sundress and white rose headband and sandals for a change and was carrying a gift bag.

She was so excited, she had spent months upon months researching and experimenting to make the best chilidog ever, super specialty spicywith the perfect ingredients that could make anyone's mouth water just by the smell or sight alone. Her fingers were lightly burned and covered with bandages, chilidogs not really being her specialties but she hid it well with her gloves.

But Sonic...he hadn't wanted to see her...he had looked at her like he was terrified at first and then got annoyed, though he was still polite and kind. He had seemed a bit distracted, paranoid even; but she had just kept on, talking eagerly about what his new home would like once the castle was rebuilt, spending time with his siblings and mother...

She couldn't recall saying something that could have angered him, she hadn't even tried to force him into a date or anything! But he just suddenly snapped, wouldn't look her in the eyes or even in her general direction. As he got up to bolt like he typically did with a forced cocky grin, he had knocked her gift over, ruining the carefully prepared chilidog.

His last words were 'Can't take it anymore...' before he sped out of the house, leaving her heartbroken and stunned.

It was obvious he meant he couldn't deal with her anymore...the way he acted was like she was a plague...She admitted she was a ...okay very forceful and open with her affections but she was trying to tone it down a bit. Be more ladylike and elegant...perhaps he would notice her then...and maybe she would grow more self-confidence as well.

"I wish you were here, Rob o' the hedge...I wish you were here, dear cousin..because you would know what to say and do in this situation..." She spoke sadly to the empty room.
-.-.-

Dark Sonic had picked up the scent of the little kit not long after his cry, his heightened senses as sharp as his quills in his dark form, more so now thanks to his werehog form.
The day was still young, barely noon when he tracked the scent of the fox kit and blood out of the forest. His Dark form didn't dissipate at all as the hours wore on, but he had control of himself for the most part.

He followed the scent to Amy Rose's home, but then the trail ended, the smell of mint and rose scented candles to strong for his ultra-sensitive nose to bear. Plus...he didn't want Amy to see him like this so he back tracked to the little home he and Tails shared right now.
The kit wasn't there either, so Sonic made himself a nice and super spicy chilidog and sat down to think on where the kit could be. Tails couldn't fly with one of his tails sprained, and the Tornado was still in the garage. So that ruled out Angel Island or anywhere to far away. They lived by Mystic Ruins, so there was no way Tails could have made it to Station Square on his own in that condition.

The only thing Sonic could think of was Amy's house, as it was the closest home near the forest the kit could have ran to...Sonic looked down, angry at himself.

He didn't waste any expense when he had returned to that abandoned fortress where he had saved Tails. The kit was so deeply asleep and just so cute that Sonic didn't think he would awaken at all when he left. Sonic let loose, still in his werehog form.

He left nothing standing, and made sure there wouldn't be any evidence of the horrible expirements the madman had done to his little brother. He was even overly giddy when the auto-automation of Eggman appeared, obviously a robot by the scent and the sound he could hear of the mechanics inside it, sent to try and salvage anything from the fort.

He could still taste the terrible taste of oil and metal on his lips as he thought about how crazy he had gone on the robot, ripping it apart with his fangs, laughing as the machine screamed and begged for mercy. Eggman really wasted no expense on programming the robot's AI to act like the real thing it seemed, which fueled Sonic's sadistic fun.

Now that he was able to think clearly, munching far more slowly on his chilidog, he thought back to the scene. At one point he remember hearing a tiny gasp, and for a second he had caught a strong whiff of Tails scent. He hadn't thought much about it though at the time, having assumed it was just the robot making the noise and the scent coming from the destroyed vials of blood.

It dawned on him that perhaps that was really Tails coming upon the scene, seeing what he had done and was still doing...Sonic could have gone Dark on himself in that moment. His little brother must have been there, and was now probably more terrified than ever of him.

Nodding to himself as an idea began to emerge in his mind, he quickly down the chilidog...and a few more afterwards. Logically, Tails was probably hiding out at Amy's, so Sonic could kill two birds with one stone. Using his Dark form's ability, Sonic teleported out of the small home to set things up for that night, emerald eyes shining possessively.