Name: Larch
Gender: Male
Physical description: Reasonably bulky build, but not particularly strong. Light brown fur with a white-ish belly. Noticeably large paws.
Strength: 10
Dexterity: 8
Constitution: 13
Intelligence: 15
Wisdom: 4
Charisma: 10
Backstory: Born to a litter of five, Larch is accustomed to being largely ignored. He never found himself growing especially close to any of his family. Learning to take care of himself was a quick process, though, he's remained a fairly solitary rabbit for much of his life. He's about three years old now and from his seclusion, a troublemaker streak has grown. Larch has been in trouble with the Springhaven owsla several times over incidents including but not limited to false cries of incoming elil, unnecessary squabbling over flayrah, generally wasting the owsla's time, and a small cave-in in the burrows. The last of which he insists was not his fault, but nonetheless, he's generally not considered reliable around the warren. Larch doesn't mind this, just so long as he has their attention whenever he wants it.