Miles Morales⠀

There he was, on the rooftop of a building, looking at The Prowler. Prowler was looking back at Miles and Miles opened his eyes wider. He had followed Prowler's tracks, wanted to know what was they planning to steal or do, but he didn't know that Prowler would see him. For a moment Miles looked, watched. That mask Prowler wore, the cold air that gave Miles chills. He didn't know what to say, but then he opened his mouth.

"Hey! Whatcha up to, Prowler?"

Miles tried to speak firmly, furrowing his eyebrows beneath his own mask.