Smooth, moist skin and a sticky tongue, I rest on lily pads and live in ponds. My offspring looks a tad weird, and it's said my legs taste like chicken.

TMNT favorite brothers are all from this species say hi to splinter for me

I flutter around with tiny wings, often wearing a white styled sheet, Looking for those who desire partners to meet. A weapon that pierces hearts from afar is held steady in my hand, Death will not find you though, no, a rosy feeling will at my command. Who am I?

The dish ran away with my mother. Leaving the prongs bent on the head of my father. I am a perfect mix of both my parents. I am reliable despite being 'confused' in appearance.

I'm typically quite welcoming, I don't understand why everyone walks all over me...