TIGER-CLAW.

*The cold streets of New York were completely silent. In them, Tiger-Claw walked stealthily with his ice gun in hand. Completely attentive to any noise that occurred. Shredder had sent him to patrol that perimeter in case he found anything of lost mutagen that would be of any use to them. Suddenly, abruptly, the tiger stopped when he smelled an unknown aroma. He stood up straight and drew his ICE gun* Tiger-Claw: You'd better get out here. I know you're lurking, i will destroy you