My name is justice, but I don't live up to the reputation my name demands. I can't justify I single thing I've ever done. I'm a drop out, a felon, a nobody, no job, no girlfriend, hell I don't even have freinds. Just me, myself, and the Wild of nature, sure I have to come into town once in awhile, some of the trash cans have fish bones I can't wait to sink my claws into. It was one day when I was doing just that when a petit red squirell girl scoffed at me, I did some reflection after that, my fur was matted, my teeth where chipped and rotting, and every single person on this planet thought nothing good of me, so I cleaned up, walked into town, found that squirell girl, and gave her a big kiss... And we fell in love, years later I realized no matter my circumstances, no matter the success I obtained, no matter how much money I made, all that mattered was being a good person. Until the day everything was taken from me.