#saiofred

Donnie winced as the ice made contact with his wounds. He understood that Raph's lecturing was stemming from worry, but that didn't stop him from feeling bad. The taller turtle grimaced when he caught sight of his burn for the third time since he received it.

"I was rewiring Metalhead," Donnie started, voice quiet. He was doing his absolute best to not cry at the pain radiating from his left hand. It hurt much more than any punch he'd received in the past. "I had wires wrapped around my hand- which would have been fine, had something not backfired." The result of such an incident were thin, snake-like burn marks crisscrossing Donnie's hand and fingers. It was such an inconvenient spot to receive a burn.

“Ya won’t let me set you up!”

“Thanks!…Big Leo?”

{~ℒ  There was an air of worry that came over the Lair, especially after what happened. Their lives had, essentially, gone back to as normal as it could get, save for one person. The eldest brother was worried about Raffae, ever since his new mutation, there was an air of uncertainty that swarms around him. It nagged at him, but he did let Raffae have time to himself, knowing that it would take some time to come to grip with it. 

Leo knows that, surely he does anyway, they’re there for him and would be there for him no matter what.

Still, takes time getting use to the changes. 

Leo was sitting at the island counter in the kitchen when he hears stumbling foot steps, this spurns a raised brow, and cause for him to see what was going on. See if they needed help, when he ran right in to;

“Raffae!”

His hands had come out to brace the other, gently holding the others shoulders with worried eyes. 

@saiofred​

The roar of the crowd rings in his ears, deafening him. The sun is hot, baking the sand under his feet as he faces off against his opponent. He shifts his grip on his sais and charges as the crowd screams.

Later, in the prep rooms under the stadium, Raphael is cockily jeering and shoulder checking his opponent. It’s loud and crowded, and Raph excuses himself, when he catches a glimpse of a shell in the doorway.

“Ya building a dog hotel? Where?”

“I’m tellin’ ya, Nico! Someday, I’m gonna be a world famous painter!”

♡ Happy birthday to @saiofred from @rinnegades and I ♡