"Grass grows. Birds fly. Sun shines. And brother,

I hurt people"

- Scout

The youngest of eight boys from the south side of Boston, the Scout
learned early how to problem solve with his fists. With seven older
brothers on his side, fights tended to end before the runt of the litter
could maneuver into punching distance, so the Scout trained himself to
run. He ran everywhere, all the time, until he could beat his pack of
mad dog siblings to the fray.

BLU Scout: https://www.mediafire.com/?2a6joqay8bc4e72