A very special Cancerian
Den Whitton is a tough cookie. You can't pull the wool over Den's eyes and you had better not try! Den was born under the sign of the crab and he can deliver a very nasty nip! Cancerians may not be the fiercest creatures in the zodiac but they are blessed with a brilliant set of self-defence mechanisms. They have impenetrable armour and sharp, scary claws. Den's shell is especially strong. He won't let anyone come anywhere near to his heart unless he knows for sure that they mean no harm. His impeccable instincts inform him of this and alert him to act accordingly. This is why the world around Den is divided into two sorts of people - those who don't know quite what to make of him and those who have been fortunate enough to meet the real Den Whitton.
The real Den Whitton is soft, kind, caring, loving and giving. So soft, so kind, so special as to deserve a sainthood. All praise to 'Saint Den the Caring.' 'Saint Den the Caring.' It has a ring to it does it not? It is fair comment, is it not? Indeed it is, as all who know the true nature of Den will willingly and eagerly confirm. There's only one problem with being a saint. It is what it does to your ego. Den Whitton is a true saint and true saints are not just naturally loving and compassionate, they are also naturally humble. But true saints have a tendency to turn into martyrs. Sometimes, just sometimes, Den can be a little too good for his own good.
What? No! I'm not good! I'm not good! I'm bad! Grr! see?