Haggard Ruins

[Frozen Reign]

Originally Posted by TanghuluCat

◢◣ RAGGEDEAR | 29 MOONS | HE/HIM ◢◣
fluffy, russet tom with yellow eyes, torn left ear, & black paw tips
header by @/burntToast
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"Firefly Cove? I think that place is off limits while the owl situation is being handled." He mewed in response, giving his apprentice an apologetic on the ear with his tail. "Why don't we go to Haggard Ruins for now and practice your hunting crouch while we look around?" He suggested, already turning to leave. "Make sure you follow closely and tell me if you need to take a break, okay?" With that, he turned and padded out towards the entrance tunnel, squeezing through with a swish of his plumy tail, beckoning Ivypaw to follow.

( @Frozen Reign - no worries! same here, been moving ;; but if you want to make her next post at Haggard Ruins and tag me I'll get to it soon! )

❀~❀Ivypaw❀~❀
She/her|apprentice|Thunderclan|6/100
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"Oh." Ivypaw deflated a little bit. The she perked back up at the prospect a different kind of training. "Ok!" she ran after Raggedear. She paused for a short moment after leaving the entrance tunnel. The forest was so big! she wasn't expecting the trees to be so tall. Wow, she thought. Then, seeing that her mentor was going on without her, she ran after him.
eventually they came up to what looked like... a camp? but, they already had a camp. it looked really old, and abandoned. she turned to her mentor. "What is this place?" she asked.
(Sorry if this post doesn't make sense, Life is kinda crazy right now and I haven't been online in a while.)

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Sproutfleck had wiped his paws clean of blood before facing Risingstorm, and as the adrenaline fizzled out he felt slightly embarrassed. The fox wasn't full grown, so there were probably more.the scent led to haggard ruins.. they best head there. "You're right.. sorry. The scent goes to Haggard Ruins, lets go."

When they arrived at the ruins, the muscular tomcat kept his ears perked and eyes scanning the surroundings, clearly focused. The scent only grew stronger from here. He turned to his companion. "There will probably be more traps and foxes alive here.." he mewed, looking slightly alarmed at the thought. He imagined a clan of foxes and grew more wary. The thought of that many foxes was foul. And Sproutfleck.. wasn't a fan of the ruins anyway. At 22 moons old his roleplayer is unsure if he was alive during the sinkhole but she's going to pretend he wasnt. It made him feel uneasy, thinking of a sinkhole and what it had done...
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