Courting a Salamandrian

Epilogue

Irrilia belongs to myrling-art

Thalos & Sal/G'throkka belong to bludinkdragonz

Frida & Vincent belong to me

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Another joyous spring in New York has come and gone, with the world now slowly shifting into the next season of summer. The sun was disappearing in the west, the first night of summer had begun. In the big city, one cannot truly enjoy the cool nightly breeze, the sound of frogs croaking and crickets chirping, or the magical sight of fireflies taking over the night sky to compete with the stars above. In the countryside of New York, however, was a farmhouse that could experience all of that and so much more. Once owned by the O'Neils many years ago, now a new loving family lives inside, the Hamato family.

"And that is how you court a Salamandrian!" Raph announced proudly as he finished his long story. Older than he once was, being in his late 30's, Raphael was still strong willed and proud then he was as a young man. Raphael wore dark brown pants, slightly ripped and splattered in paint stains. The only piece of clothing he ever wears now, he showed off the scars across his body and shell with pride. From the chip in his shell he got as an infant to the mark Bishop left behind on his shoulder from their battle many years ago. While some scars were old, others were still fresh. His most noticeable one now being his left eye, stitched up and covered by his red bandana that he has worn since his childhood.

Cuddling up next to him on the couch in the farmhouse's living room was his loving wife, Mona Lisa. Nearing close to her 40's, but still as elegant and strong as ever. She was dressed in a comfortable light blue off the shoulder sweater dress and black leggings, the rose gold ring Raphael proposed to her with still on her finger. She couldn't help but giggle at her husband's excitement as he finished telling the story of their engagement, so proud of himself reliving those fawn memories from their youth.

The couple has been happily married and living at their friend April's childhood home for almost fifteen years, but now it is not just the two of them and Chompy anymore. Sitting in front of them, listening to Raph's story were their children. Fulfilling Sal Commander's little request at their wedding all those years ago, the couple had five children: three boys and two girls. Chompy Picasso, much bigger than before, nearing the size of a farm cow, was peacefully resting by three of the five children near the fireplace, while the two youngest rested on their parents' laps.

Their oldest daughter, Irrilia, is 14 years old. Though still young, the girl was awfully mature for her age, but still fun loving at heart. She sat front and center like the leader she knew she destined to be one day, just like her Uncle Leonardo predicted. She had green skin, a slightly formed shell and plastron on her body, lighter green spots running down her back and head, along with a long tail and green Salamandrian-like eyes.

On Irrilia's left was Raph and Mona's oldest son Thalos, who's 12, though he often looks much older because he achieved an early growth spurt thanks to his Salmandrian genes. Already towering over his big sister, which irritates Irrilia to no end! While Irrilia resembled more of a turtle, Thalos looked more Salamandrian, with no shell, a long tail, and dark greenish teal skin, along with beautiful bright green eyes identical to his father's.

Sitting on Irrilia's right side was the third oldest and middle child, G'throkka or Sal as they like to call him, being named after his grandfather, Sal Commander. Being 8 years old, Sal had silver spots around his eyes and shoulders that easily popped out from his dark green skin, that he desperately tried to cover with a red mask similar to his father's. He had bright golden eyes like his mother and is the only child with no tail. His uncles, and many others, always say he is the spitting image of his father in both looks, personality, and of course, temper.