Mita wandered the street tears streaming down her cheeks. The three year old had been abandoned by her mother and had no idea what to do. She was cold, hungry and scared. It was raining hard and she wasn’t wearing any warm clothes. She only had her short skort and pink tee shirt, as well as her toy cat Emmaline. It was getting dark and she whimpered
Mikey sat on the fire escape, rubbing some water out of his eyes as he suddenly heard the cry of a young girl. He looked up and over the rail, seeing a small child walking alone in the rain. Why was she alone? Where was her mother and father? Or just one of them? The orange clad terrapin furrowed his brow, he couldn't just let her walk by him like that, not in this weather, so without a second thought, he jumped over the rail, landing smoothly beside her.
"Hey, little one.. What's wrong?" He asked gently, tilting his head to the side. He didn't really know how to handle kids, but he knew that being gentle was probably the best idea in this situation.











