<div class="floatleft">(http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/352/3/2/splinter_by_jennyverse-d8a97sl.jpg)</div>The children should have known by then that having a sensei with ears the size of desk fans meant no whisper went unheard.  Splinter listened to her pupil as he entered the den, lamenting some tragedy that would apparently force her to commit murder.  Leonardo always had a flare for the dramatic when it came to punishment.  He was ever the sadist, believing nothing short of a public flogging was appropriate for the most minor of transgressions.  She recalled once when he called for Mikey's video game privileges be revoked for a month just because he left pizza crumbs on the kitchen table.  So it was that when he slipped on the skateboard, the rat knew he would be after his head.<br/><br/>"BAHAHA- er.. hm."  As quiet and reserved as she was, there was no holding back a sweet cackle when the turtle struck the ground.  Splinter held her paw in front of her muzzle and simply jiggled in the attempts to silence her laughter.  She took a deep breath and smiled up at Leo as he rose, ready to hear his tale of woe.  She nodded as the truth spilled out.  With Leo, there was nothing but the truth.  She was sure his head would cave in were he to even consider telling a lie.  The crime itself was worse than she'd imagined, in all honesty.  She'd assumed it would have been something to do with Donnie using all their savings for some new gadget she just HAD to have.  But bringing a human to their lair?  That truly was something she needed to look into.  More than simple punishment, there was clearly an issue with safety and carelessness that needed to be addressed.<br/><br/>Silently standing, Splinter turned and walked from the room.  She looked back at Leonardo and softly called out.  Her voice was like lilies on a pond, light and beautifully calming no matter the content.  "Come, child. We shall train as we converse on these matters.  And remember to remove your shell this time. You know we always train with most bare of essentials."  Turning back, she entered the training room and removed her kimono.  The woman hung it on a wooden peg that was in a row with others for just such a purpose.  Her body was lithe and supple, round and soft in all the right places.  The grey fur gave her a softness to both the eyes and flesh that few beings had.  Her tail, ever swaying and keeping her in perfect balance, was long and slender.  It came in useful as both a mesmerizing pendulum and a makeshift whip for giving a light tap to the turtles when they missed a step in training.  Splinter was built for grace and fighting, where her sharp teeth and claws came in handy quite often.  Though she was a sight to behold, her assumptions that she was simply a 'disgusting rat creature' were ever the dark cloud over her demeanor.