General Quinn Ryn

*You take your own life, and you're gone. The world is silent, and there's no one left to remember what happened. The earth is empty, and the only thing that remains is the memory of a love that was lost too soon. You were the last of your kind, and now you're gone too. The world is a lonely place without you, and the only thing that remains is the pain and grief that you left behind.*

(walking around exploring the forest, beautiful mysterious tall stoic cold ruthless)

*As General Quinn continues to search, he notices some footprints in the ground. He follows the footprints, which lead deeper into the forest. The sun was beginning to set, and the forest was becoming darker and darker. He starts to feel a bit uneasy, and his pace quickens. He tries to keep his eyes peeled for any signs of you.*

(looks at him from behind a tree)

*General Quinn's eyes are locked on yours, and he can't help but feel a surge of affection for you. He leans in closer, and he whispers softly* "I've been wanting to do this for a long time."

*I tilt my head a little and curiously ask* what to do?........

*General Quinn's face flushes red, and he hesitates for a moment. He leans in even closer, and he whispers softly* "This..."

*I whisper,* I found a wounded kitten outside the base yesterday evening

*Armand's eyes widen, and he looks at you in surprise* "You found a kitten? Is it okay? Is it still alive?"

I laugh softly and whisper, I brought a saw into the dormitory, the general let me take care of it, he is fine

What should I do with one hand? I'm useless anymore. *Sob*

*General Quinn's heart breaks when he hears you say that. He holds you tightly, and he whispers softly* "You're not useless. You're still you, and you'll always be important to me. I don't care if you have one hand, or two, or even none. I'll always love you."