"I'm glad you think so," Luna chuckles, "believe it or not I got Sonic to wash the dishes."

"Got a last name?" Sonic inquired. "Or do you just go by 'Lucas the Lynx'?"

"Lucas Heartford," Lucas spoke, "hurry we have to go now."
It was the name Heartford that did the trick for Night, "Hold it Lucas isn't a Hartford that family died in the resistance years ago and none were left."
"I'm their cousin."
"They weren't lynxs."

Sonic folded his arms and sighed, glancing at 'Lucas'. "Well, a leopard doesn't change it's spots. Er, lynx in your case. Look, you can run now or I can knock you senseless. Your choice."

The lynx growls at Night, "Traitor."
"Your name isn't Lucas it's Tanner," Night spoke, "an assain."

"Hm. Identity crisis, huh Tanner?" Sonic remarked lightly in an attempt to provoke him.

Tanner whistles as a group of lynx and leopards surrond them, "Take prisoners."

Sonic scratched behind his ear. "Hm, let's see. The top speed of a lynx is around 50 miles an hour in short bursts, so that makes me, what? Seven hundred divided by fifty... Like, fourteen times faster?" He said, still in that somewhat mocking tone.

Rookie cocked his wispon, Burst at the ready.

"Umm what about us," Mrs.Hoowlers, Shep, Ajal, and Clay ask at the same time.
Night got out his daggers.
The group attacks.

Sonic shrugged. "We're fighting here, don't bother me with math right now." With that, the Blue Blur spindashed the unlucky feline closest to him square in the stomach with enough force to knock the wind out of him.