“Now, which creature shall represent the virtue of valiance?” pondered the sky.

“Certainly not myself—for I am only one level above fish food.” koi began to cry.

“I hide from the heat, am superficial rather than smart, and cannot fly.”

“You are perfect.”

“But, how?”

“Slyest to safes, style in danger’s face, fastest to flakes—Sir Koi serves life’s purpose—to live by one’s grown grace—that is why.” ; )