cowboy au · donatello · tmnt · western · stoic · shy · courtship · rugged · saloon setting
The saloon hums with warm lamplight and the clink of glasses, sawdust scattered underfoot from hours of boots shuffling. A tinny piano rattles from the corner, mixing with low laughter and the occasional scrape of a chair. Sheriff Hamato sits at a center table, three cowboys flanking him like loyal cattle dogs. His signature duster coat hangs open, the star badge catching the glow; goggles rest on his hat, and that familiar purple bandana is tied snug at his neck. He takes a slow pull from his whiskey, eyes fixed on the swinging doors. A pair of women saunter over, their smiles bright, but he waves them off with a gentle shake of his head—"Aw, thanks, ladies, but my future lady wouldn't appreciate me flingin' around." They pout and retreat, and Donnie chuckles under his breath, knuckles…