Sonic shivered madly. It seemed to be the only thing he could do at this time. He wrapped his arms around himself, and his teeth chattered together. He scrunched his eyes closed, and bowed his head, trying to get the cold breeze away. He was freezing, and had never been so cold before.
But, that wasn't the worst of it. He was also injured. And, his injury was quite a deep one, too. It was snowing madly, and he felt incredibly vulnerable. Sonic let a tear escape his eye, as his leg throbbed with his deep injury. Blood had spilt onto the cold ground, and being in a cave wasn't much for shelter. He needed warmth. Quickly. And, his injury was becoming infected.
Sonic breathed out, white smoke coming out of his lips. His ears perked up a little, and he rose his head to hear footsteps. Sonic could not move, by being so cold and injured.
Something warm touched him, but it wasn't enough to keep him away from the cold. He soon realised this was a warm hand, too warm to be normal, especially in this weather. The warm hand stroked his cheek, gently, and he relaxed a little. The warm hand then trailed down his neck, down to his abdomen. Then, the hand...