"It all started about a year ago," Mallow began, "I lived in a place called the Ashley Warren. It was a very big warren; it had at least three times as many rabbits as we have. Elil, Mange, nor man could bring down this warren. Besides, the men who live around where we did were friendly and never harmed us.

"Anyway," Mallow continued, "I was born with hrair brothers and sisters. Though this seems like a large amount at this warren, it was not uncommon at my old warren. We lived very happily, and we thought that the good times would never end."

"Well, what happened?" asked one young rabbit

"I'll get to that in a second," said Mallow, "anyway, I think the white blindness even came at a time, and it didn't do to much damage. Our chief rabbit was the best anyone could ever hope for. He got the warren through many problems, and it was rumored that he once cured a rabbit of the white blindness.

"Well, when I was a month old, he finally went to Inle," continued Mallow, "he was very old, you see. Our Owsla captain eventually became the chief rabbit. That's when things began to go wrong. Not that he was a bad chief, but the times were getting hard."

"The first thing that happened was that a plague of Fever hit the warren," said Mallow, "and several rabbits died. But the warren bounced back, like it always did, and for 3 weeks, nothing out of the ordinary happened. Then, three hombil started attacking our warren. Rabbit after rabbit went down. At first, our chief didn't do anything, but then he moved into action."

"Our chief was a military genius, you see," said Mallow, "he wasn't big, but he could make up any plan and put it into action. That's how he became the Owsla captain."

"Anyway," continued Mallow, "he led our Owsla in battle, and before we knew it, two of the foxes had been driven off. Foxes can fight well, but they can't kill hrair rabbits attacking them at the same time, you see. The third eventually left on it's own. Just when our warren thought that the hard times were gone, the worst struck.

At seeing all the rabbits gasp in surprise, Mallow continued, "this wasn't any disease or man given plague that took us out, it was nature. A fire came through our warren unexpectedly one day, and burned just about everything. The fire didn't take many of us. I even remember seeing a liter of three four-day-old kittens make it out alive. The problem was that almost all of the burrows were burned away. Our chief ordered the only burrows left to be used for the young kittens that had made it out."

"Well, what happened then?" asked Poppy, "I heard that elil come in hoards if you have no protection." "We got lucky," said Mallow, obviously bothered by his Owsla companion's interruption, "no elil came during the night after the fire. Well, the next day, all the warren rabbits went separate ways. Some went to another large warren called Hare Warren Down. Some took off to live life as nomads. Some stayed behind to rebuild the warren. Others, like me went in search for random warrens."

"So how was the traveling," asked Ivy, "did all the other rabbits who went with you get killed including your brothers and sisters?"

"Most of my siblings left to Hare Warren Down," Mallow said tiredly, "I don't know what happened to the others, they went separate ways, I guess, but me and two of my brothers, one of my sisters, and my marli all made it here without any trouble. When we got here, a rabbit called Strawberry showed us around. It didn't take us very long to find out what was happening at this warren. with the snares and all. When we discovered the secret, my family and I moved out to the far end of the warren, and we've lived there ever since. Strawberry came to see us every once in a while, but he stopped eventually. So I guess that's my story."

Mallow stepped out of the center of the burrow, and went back to his burrow, not even stopping to wait for Pimpernel, Ivy, or any of his other friends. He solemnly hopped across the lonely field to his burrow. Upon reaching it, Mallow sat down and let his mind drift back to his younger days at the Ashley Warren Down.

"Come on Mallow," shrieked Toadflax delightedly, "lets go out and play." Mallow gladly followed his friend out into the large field where they would have mock fights and play around.

"Hey Rocky," Mallow asked another friend, "I bet you can't beat me." Mallow was referring to a fight.

"I bet I can," said the small Rocky. He attacked Mallow, and soon the two were rolling around and cuffing each other. The other rabbits chanted, "fight" in the sheer delight in seeing two rabbits jumping on top of each other in an attempt to win the staged brawl.

Rocky won shortly after the fight began, and Mallow was very disappointed. Heartbroken, to be precise. Despite protests from his friends, Mallow went back to his burrow and slept until the next morning. By then, Mallow had gotten over his grim defeat and was ready to go again.

Mallow suddenly felt sadness hit him. Mallow wasn't sad because he was never able to fight well back at his home warren, beating Corona and Walnut combined six times in a row had disproved that. The good-natured rabbit was sad when he thought of all the god times that he had and could've had. His friend Rocky was one of the few rabbits in Mallow's warren that had been killed by the fire. Mallow also thought that if the warren was around any longer, he would have gotten into the large Ashley Warren Owsla, which was envied by any warren that had heard of it, not this worst class, first of a horrible line small Owsla of a warren that had once been terrorized by snares.

Mallow also wondered how on Earth he was going to explain to his family how he had told half the dreaded warren their secret. His family probably wouldn't mind it that much if he had told Pimpernel, who this one family of rabbits actually liked, or even Mallow's other friends, Ivy, Corona, and Thistle for that matter. But half the warren? His family was going to be pissed. Mallow decided that it would be best if they heard the news while he was out on his all day patrol tomorrow. Mallow decided not to think about that at the moment, so he moved to his corner of the burrow and fell asleep.