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Name: Willow of Burrowhill

Rank: Greenband

Appearance: For a mouse, and especially a female mouse, Willow is exceptional. She’s taller and wider than average, and uses an equipment set that most mice would struggle to wear, let alone sprint in. With a Warhammer as tall as she is, a heavy metal ‘bucket’ helm, a thick gambeson and splinted greaves, as well as a buckler shield, she’s no small force on the battlefield, although her little green band sort of removes her intimidation factor.

Without her armour, she’s actually very pretty. Her fur is bordering on copper, with a black patch of fur splotched over her chest, where her heart lies. This is considered a rather auspicious marking by most mice- showing that she is destined to die a violent death, something that she has taken to heart.

Personality: It’s hard to be a relative to Myrtle without some of her burning fire rubbing off onto you. Willow, a lot of her formative years having been shaped by her aunt, has a little more than ‘some’ of that fire. If her aunt’ll run through a burning building to save someone however, Willow will stare down a fox in order to let a group of gnawers run for it. Her choice of weaponry and armour is endemic of this, although it is not the only thing that shows off this part of her personality.

Her ‘birthmark’ has affected her a lot. Being told practically from birth, often sadly, that she was going to die violently. Instead of thinking she was doomed however, she has interpreted this to believe that she will die in battle, and has internalised a fatalistic, but not overly negative, view of things. Running contrary to common gnawer belief, she hopes that by dying doing something noble or honourable, she’ll end up an afterlife with other warriors. This has been taken from truly ancient mythology, and she kinda has to keep it a secret so she isn’t [i]completely[/i] reviled. 

Lastly, Willow is a self-sufficient individual most of the time. She can tend to her armour herself, and because of a lonely childhood, feels just as comfortable around herself as she does others. Her Burrowhill accent does not help matters, it must be said.

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