Meet Briar Bunny

4 June 2026

CLAUDIA WEAVER

Briar Bunny lives in a burrow that is exactly the right size.

Everything in it is where she put it. The rugs. The books. The lamp at the correct angle. The smooth stone on the windowsill catches the morning light just so. Every object chosen with care, every arrangement deliberate. The burrow is not just where Briar lives. It is where the management of herself can finally stop.

Outside, the world requires things of Briar. Every room she walks into costs something — the reading of it, the adjusting, the careful navigation of what is too loud and what is too bright and what might change without warning. Briar is very good at managing all of this. She has had a great deal of practice.

Inside the burrow, none of that applies.

Inside the burrow, Briar takes the flute from its place on the shelf.

She doesn’t decide to play. She just begins. Eyes closing, shoulders releasing, the music finding its own shape. She plays and the burrow holds her, and the world outside ceases to exist.

The music is hers. Not a performance. Not something she makes for anyone. Just the deepest she ever gets to being simply, completely herself.

Briar is a cream bunny in a lavender hooded coat with wooden buttons. Her sleeves are long enough to pull over her paws. She carries a crossbody moon bag. The hood is there for when the world gets too loud.

She is quiet, she is careful, and she is braver than anyone gives her credit for.

Her story is called Briar Bunny and the Wrong Note.

It is about what happens when the private world is seen before it is offered. And about a friend who sat in the burrow and didn’t make anything of the single note played at the end.

About Claudia

Claudia Weaver writes picture books and collected stories for children who feel things deeply.
 
She is the author of the Snugglekins series, published by Lit Wick Press. She is also, slowly and with great humility, learning to illustrate them herself.

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