<div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/352/3/2/splinter_by_jennyverse-d8a97sl.jpg)</div>The day was calm, peaceful even. For most it would be a good sign, for most it would be a good calm. But for Splinter, it felt like the calm before the storm. She was prepared for conflict, for a fight to burst out any second. For it, she was prepared. Silently she sat upon the ground. Her eyes closed, her arms resting upon her legs. With deep breaths she took on the scent of her candles. Each breath puffing the small tuff's of hair on her chest, raising and lowering her breasts. She had to make sure she was calm, ready to calm down her son.  A month has passed since she decided upon a child to lead the others. One was to shy, to reserved. She kept her nose in book, a wrench in hand. Though these weren't faults, they did not suit her for leadership. One was courageous, strong, but bull headed and short sighted. The makings of one, but not the wise choice. One was... Splinter grimaced, breaking the concentration of her meditation. The kindest words that came to mind were. That she was her own special snow flake, just not the right... Snow Flake... Taking a deeper breath then usual, she switched her span of thought. She hated to think ill of her daughter, but... Some times the girl made splinter, as they like to say, Palm face. The one she chose, was Leo. Still young, still brash. But he was most fit to lead. He kept his family in mind. And though he took things seriously, he would be wise enough to know when to fight and when to retreat. He would be the most willing to hear out his siblings ideas, and though some may resent his leadership they would respect him. Or, at least that was the idea.... For, there was one who took it the hardest. Raphael, and for the past month he has not made things easy for his brother Leonardo.<br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/351/d/a/raph_by_jennyverse-d8a56rs.jpg)</div><br/>"God dammit! Do you have to act like your always in charge?" A voice boomed from another part of their sewer dwelling.<strong>"Huuuuh..... It was bound to happen."</strong>Splinter said in calm, not to surprised. She stands up, her tail reaching to a hook, wrapping quickly around it and pulling her cane into her hand. Slowly she walks towards the source of the shout, hoping this was not over nothing.<br/><br/>"Seriously Leo, I get it. Your in charge. It dont mean ya have to lecture me, your no Splinter!" He said, punching the table, a small dent forming on it's metal surface. "You don't no nothen! Maybe I go off on my own on ... walks sometimes. Maybe I get in some fights I shouldnt'a started. But it's None'ya dam business if I do!" He growls, gripping a butter knife while. Continuing, he tries to vent. Unaware of Splinter's presence. "Lead me on your own time super hero. Not on mine!" Raph then tosses the butter knife to his side, then taking a deep breath as he rubs his eyes. Slowly, as he opens them. He lookes to his side to see a disgruntled Splinter.<br/><br/>With her index and midle finger together, the long slender fingers had cuaght a rather familiar butterknife. Aimed precariously towards the womens eye.<strong>"Im certain that was meant for the wall. But without looking, what would you have done if it was April? Hmm? Would she have had the reflexes, the years of tough training to catch your knife?"</strong>Splinter said, as she simply dropped the knife letting it hit the floor. "Im sorry sensei but..."<strong>"No buts, answer the question. What would you have done?"</strong>Raph took a second to think. "What do you mean, I said im-"<strong>"And I said answer! It's not a hard question. It's a rather simple one"</strong>With a deep breath, the eighteen year old diverted his eyes. "Nothing...."<strong>"Exactly. She would be dead."</strong>Taking a second, she looks over to April, whom has been cuaght in the middle of all this ruckus.<strong>"No offense April, but your a reporter. Not a ninja."</strong>Smiling at April, she quickly turns back to Raph. Back to her serious tone.<strong>"She wouldn't have caught the knife. Meaning it or not, doesn't matter. Sorry, means less. I dont just tell you to keep your anger in check for fun, if you dont control your self. Your no better then a weopon. A gun ready to go off."</strong><br/><br/>She turns to Leo, and with a sigh she knew.<strong>"You went out again...."</strong>She said. But before she can say anything further, Raph turned and walked away. "Im outta here." He said, storming off towards his room. "I dont need this. If I go out for a walk, who cares!" . And with that he was gone. Splinter stood in silence. But after a moment, she spoke. "April, wont you be a dear and talk with him. I dont think anything I say will go through to him at this time." Splinter asked in a sweet motherly voice. She was obviously worried he would go out on his own again. A worry that was correct. As she spoke, Raph was already in his room. Pulling his trench coat, and hat from his broken, worn out closet.