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Ignis · 10-24-2021, 11:41 PM

He hadn't been here in what felt like years. Though if he was honest with himself, it likely had been years. The last time he'd been in these parts was when he was still very young. When his sire had claimed these lands for Ruina. But Ruina had fallen to ruins shortly after Elias had built it, dying along with everything else. In a sense, Ignis' pack had done the same thing. But the crimson male had decided to stick around instead of outright abandoning everything. Even if his children and other family despised him, Ignis still sought to forge ahead and start fresh. With or without their help, he would somehow redeem himself. How he was going to do that, he was unsure. He didn't exactly want to follow Elias' footsteps, but he was at a loss on what to do. He felt lost all around. Unsure how to feel or how to go about making things right with the three kids he had left behind when he went on his unplanned pilgrimage. He still felt bad. Cina seemed to want nothing to do with him, and while Ignis knew he couldn't force or rush them to forgive him, he'd still try.

The Maw didn't seem to be any different than the Northern lands. Ice still clung to the surfaces here, and if he remembered correctly, snow clung to the Maw year-round. What had captured his attention, however, were the blue fireflies that seemed to linger and dance all over the place. He noticed them on his journey here, dancing under the bright moonlight that never seemed to wane these days. The night seemed to stubbornly cling to the world, and he wondered if it was a sign of sorts.

His daughter was traveling with him. He wanted to try and do right by her, so that was his reason for being here. To show her one of the places where it had all started seeing as how the volcano was claimed...that was the main home for Ruina, but the Maw was just as significant. As he led the way up a trail lit up with glowing crystals and mushrooms, dusted with snow while fireflies danced all along the way. "Ignis..." He paused in confusion. Did he just hear his name? Or was that the wind? He glanced at Celosia for a moment, wondering if it was her that spoke, but...it was definitely a foreign voice.

"Ignis"||"Blödhgarm"

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Celosia - Prompt 3

Ignis