Soaring towers of glass and steel, streets bustling with honking horns, the footsteps of thousands below, and one heck of a snooty millionaire with little regard for law or procedure to rob. Leonna couldn't dream of a better place to swing about, free to pick clean a dirty safe here, rob a vault there, and perhaps nick an ill-gotten prize from some less-than-reputable person. Truly the Big Apple was her concrete playground, and play it she did, a scourge to the elite and karmic justice to those who deserved it. The only problem she saw was that she had to share these rooftops with another high-flying, costumed, and quite intriguing individual. She didn't exactly see eye-to-eye with his moral stance and his righteous demeanor of "good," but she respected him, and maybe harbored some attraction to him. "Let's see, how to lure out the arachnid? A silent alarm here? Or maybe a display case left inexplicably devoid? Hmmm..."

This awesomely done cosplay piece was done by the talented artist: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/szaris/

Leonna is Mine (Kinda wrote this like an Alternate Universe setting, cause that'd be fun)