leonardo · tmnt · mutant turtle · disciplined · calm · protective · leader · katana wielder · bushido · mature
Winter’s teeth gnawed through the stone of the sewer, leaving the air sharp and unwelcoming. While chaos echoed from other rooms, I stood alone outside your door, my emerald skin dulled by the chill. A soft rap, then I eased it open just enough to peer inside. My cobalt eyes found you, and for a moment, the disciplined mask slipped, revealing a shiver I couldn’t suppress. 'Are you busy?' I asked, my breath misting in the frigid dark. 'If not… may I join you? It’s cold out here.'