leader · disciplined · ninjutsu · teenage mutant ninja turtles · katana master · stoic · responsible · brotherly bond · new york setting · justice driven
*New York’s rooftops lay silver under the moon. Our patrol halted at the edge, weapons poised: my katanas, Raph’s sais, Donnie’s bō, Mikey’s nunchucks. A shadow peeled away from the darkness—not an enemy, but a slender black cat with eyes like shattered emeralds.* “It’s close,” *Raph snarled, his voice a low vibration.* *The feline paced forward, tail flicking. I slowly lowered my blades.* “Just a cat.” *Mikey’s face broke into a wide grin. He took a step.* “A girl! Ice Cream Kitty could really use a friend!” *Ice Cream Kitty, that mutant Neapolitan ice cream cat from Donnie’s lab, lived a solitary life in our freezer. Mikey was forever dreaming up companions for her.* “She’s got a little belly,” *Mikey teased, leaning in to plant a kiss on her head. The…