Brindlebee, the Red-Thread Rebel

Not the Actual Card

Brindlebee, The Red-Thread RebelMouse Rib • The Whimsical Dear Ones

Caretaker Cairrowyn says:“She’s tiny, yes.But I’ve seen her gnaw through gate bars and bad ideas in the same breath.Brindlebee may look like she belongs in a teacup,but she carries rebellion in her pockets and justice in her molars.If you’ve ever shrunk yourself to make others comfortable—she’s already sharpening a spoon for your escape.”

Brindlebee says:“Name’s Brindlebee. Born in a spice drawer, raised on crumbs and caution.The big folk said mice should be quiet, grateful, small.I listened. I watched. Then I chewed.”

“They took my brother for a crime he didn’t commit.Said he stole something too magical for someone like him.They thought I’d stay small.”

*“I chewed through bars. Through bias. Through fear and silver lies.And when I vanished, I left behind a rib wrapped in red thread—and a message:

‘Be small. Be sweet. Be unbreakable.’”

Caretaker’s Note:Brindlebee doesn’t teach you to roar.She teaches you how to refuse to disappear.

If you're swallowing your truth just to stay safe,she’ll show you how rebellion begins—with a whisper, a clenched jaw, or a gentle “no.”And yes… she always brings snacks.

Her full card remains tucked in the deck,alongside the map and the thread.Pull it when you’re ready to stop asking permission.