((Open to Anyone at Xavier's))

[fourshelled]

It was unseasonably warm for May, but that just meant three of the four turtles could now venture outside with no problems. The fourth turtle just went farther afield to be more antisocial.

Porthos was out on the grounds, stretching. His nunchaku were tucked safely into his broad belt. It was time to find some awesome oneness with righteous nature.

Also possibly find babes sunning themselves in a most reptilian fashion. He would join that party in a minute.