TH link: https://toyhou.se/21630006.free-wta (not yet mine)
TW: non graphic death
Name: Soft Burrow
Family: Lapin (son), Moon Hare (daughter-in-law), Haru (granddaughter)
Species: Grifix
Bio:
Burrow was a very fiery warrior. She inherited the Rabbit Federation from her own grandmother when her sphirix finally set shape into a jackalope - her mother couldn't inherit it, as her sphirix was not a Lepus. She took great care of the weapon and made sure to gather as much information as needed to fuel it's power for the wielders to come.
When her only child, Lapin, turned out to be male, she knew he would not be able to inherit the weapon, so she'd have to find someone else to become it's future wielder. She found her in one of Lapin's close friends - Moon Hare. She was an ambitious, young female with an Almiraj sphirix - so she was perfect! Burrow took her under her wing and the little one soon developed a great admiration for the older grifix. Burrow told her everything she needed to know abpout the Rabbit Federation, preparing her for the day she would once inherit that weapon.
When Lapin and Moon Hare brought the news to Burrow, she thought there could not be a grifix as lucky as her - the two had gotten engaged! And they also made an egg - they were expecting a baby!
The two soon got married and Burrow gifted the Rabbit Federation to Moon Hare as a wedding gift. The future seemed to bright!
But as the memories of the previous wielders flodded Moon hare's mind, Burrow was overwhelmed by a feeling of unsettlement. The look on Moon Hare's face - it wasn't right.
Moon Hare brushed it off, but Burrow knew something was up.
That night she grabbed their egg and ran. She knew there were others in the forest, shadowing the Tribe. Rebels.
She gave the egg to Forest Fang and headed back - soon enough to witness her children getting trialed for treason. Moon Hare had tried to murder the High Priestess with the blade of the Rabbit Federation - but she failed. It was not the right time.
Burrow had to recover the Rabbit Federation and get out - she had no time to mourn her dear children. Running back she was chased by the warriors who shot poisoned arrows at her. While she managed to get away alive, the poison was soon going to take her out. But at least she managed to reach the rebels again and leave the weapon in their paws - they were going to find a new holder for it. Burrow hoped it would be her grandchild - but she knew she had no guarantee they would be suitable.
