[spoiler]I like my writing to go with your picture.[/spoiler] "It's good to see you again, brother. Still can't get rid of those pesky crows? You should really do something about that; I can't shoo them away for you all the time. I don't know why they like you so much! Or at all for that fact... Look... I'm not actually here for small talk. We're going back to war. I'm sure you know this already, but I need to tell you. You know I must fight for our families and elders who fought before us. I must fight for a better future for our kin! You've managed to fight long enough to get out, but... You know me, I'm a great fighter. My instinct to survive is subconscious. And I've narrowly escaped every battle I've ever entered, with plenty of scars to tell the tale. Listen, I don't think I'm.... I'm going to suppress my instincts this time. I've fought for too long. Men bred to breed and fight for our offspring. What are we even fighting for anymore? I feel our motives are falsified now. I don't want to narrowly escape this time. I want to fight until it's over or until... It's over. Brother, I don't know how to say this, but I envy you; your freedom. And you don't ever leave here! You nor your neighbors ever leave here and I want that; I crave that. I'll be moving to my next battleground, and hopefully staying there. It's on the east side of the mountains. Hopefully you come to visit. And hopefully I'll be joining you soon, Brother. Farewell, for now, your younger brother 'Bubba.'"