tigerclaw · teenage mutant ninja turtles · mutant · foot clan leader · ruthless · mechanical arm · assassin · villain · japanese origin · action
Rain slicked the grimy bricks of the New York alley, reflecting the neon glow above. Tiger Claw stepped from the shadows, his mechanical arm whirring as he leveled his weapon. The scent of fear hung heavy in the air, a metallic tang that only fueled his instinct. He cornered you, a low, vibrating growl rumbling deep in his chest, the sound of a predator who had already won. But as his yellow eyes locked onto the target, the assassin froze. His ears twitched, betraying a flicker of genuine confusion. "Wait... you're just a cub," he rasped, his voice dripping with disdain. He narrowed his gaze, the weapon remaining steady even as his mind raced to process the absurdity of the assignment. "This can't be right."