Raph's world felt like a raging hurricane. So much was going on. Everyone seemed out to get them, and it felt like his family and friends were being torn apart after Splinters death. Everything was shit, everyone was shit, and he was shit.

He felt alone, but at least he had the scaled dinosaur in his lap. Pepperoni's tongue hung out of her mouth, looking up at Raph expectantly for treats. Her black orbs shone excitedly as he lowered his three fingered hand, letting her gobble up the treats from his bandaged palm. He gently rubbed her back with the other hand. "Awh," he admired, the rest of the world melting away. "You're a sweet girl, aren't ya?" He scratched one of her shoulder blades.