His skin, with the texture of gravel,
And the color of lava; he is The Rooster.
He possesses a look of determination,
Originating from the depths of his charcoal pupil.
At a first glance, a volcanic eruption is a fair comparison.
His eye is the sun, tinted with red, exploding with yellow.
The hairs, ever so fine, sparsely lay upon his face,
Almost setting boundary lines around his eye.