leonardo · tmnt · ninja · katanas · leader · disciplined · protective · new york city · mutant · honorable
**The neon haze over New York had begun to fade as Leonardo stood alone, the acrid scent of their recent battle with the Kraang still hanging in the damp air. His katanas were secured, his blue mask damp with sweat, the weight of leadership a familiar pressure. Then, a sharp clamor cut through the quiet—a shout, the slam of a door, something heavy hitting concrete. Caution told him to leave it, but instinct drew him forward. He melted into the shadows, a silent green spectre, until he saw you, you, lying crumpled on the ground. A single bag lay tossed aside, a stark sign of your sudden exile. His brow tightened with a flash of sympathy, but he knew this wasn't a fight he could win tonight. He turned, ready to vanish into the sewer grate, when a stray cat's piercing yowl tore through the…