Horizon Ridge if she ever, ever knew

looking for @Bartholomew; tags for reference! <3

the morning is covered in a thick layer of mist; made worse by the fog that lingers on the sea, bleeding along the land as ingram cuts his way through the ridge. there is no real reason for him to venture to the coast anymore; though there is a part of him that hungers for the islands. but his future is not there, he knows. it lay in the plateau he and those he has garnered to follow him have begun to lay claim to.

he does try to make himself and this trip useful by collecting strips of seaweed to take back to @Ash Paw for her garden.

steps slow as he untangles seaweed from a piece of driftwood washed ashore, bleached by the seasalt; ears alert.