I portray as a red fox, about 6'1'', slender in build but toned. I weigh 145 lbs and have white spots (like freckles) on my cheeks. I have medium-length red hair and bangs parted down the center that reach to my cheeks. My eyes are green and sharp at times, cloudy and far away at others. I try and fail to hide my emotions; my eyes give those away as well.

I try in every way to be the soldier my family has been since before the first World War, but no matter what I do I seem to fail in every respect.

I will join the Army after college and shoot to become an Airborne Ranger and fight for what's right but sometimes I don't think that the people I apparently am fighting for deserve it.

I love drawing and writing, and reading other people's work fills me with joy unsurpassed. But as I am filled with joy at the lovely things that exist in the world, so to am I equally horrified at the terrifying and morally uncertain.

I like being close to someone, but it's hard to find a person who will hold you and truly enjoy your presence.

I dislike annoying people, pestering, and those who close their mind to the inspiring.

I hate the morally sick and hypocritical.

To those I love: May you be successful, may you love deep, and may your mind be open to the inspiring and inspired. I love you, and that will not change.