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The whole area is busy with patrol hares that have been living within Mossflower for several seasons.  Large fighting hares walking in pairs or groups as gossip is high, mostly from the talk about the rest of the patrol that managed to get from the mountain and are currently staying here or at the abbey itself further north.  Major Jarril is talking to the hare that is in charge of the place, Colonel Frost, named for being an northern hare like Jarril himself.  Looking at a piece of parchment, Jarril nods his head.  "Well, I'll need ta fit in some time for the recruits, the abbey doesn't want any training ta be done on their grounds so I was thinking that I would pick that time and also that one as well."  The hare pointing it out.

There is a comotion near the entrance tunnel and two hares walk in, a young Lieutenant and a familiar recruit, dressed in an abbey habit and peering about with interest. "Well here we are Recruit, the 67th HQ see wasn't that far now was it."

Frost nods his head.  "Well, I'll try and fit ya lot in but it's going ta be a squeeze, got the patrah's ta keep going, doncha know."  Jarril nods his head as he looks about.  "Aye, I be wanting ta report for duty on some of those myself as well."

Quinten pads in after the Lt. "I still say i should have changed sir" he waves a paw around to indicate the over large sleeves "Not really wandering through the woods clothing is it." the Lt. smiles at him "You got chores when you get back this way it'll save you having to change, and you can always change into something else if anyone puts you up to anything down here." he starts over towards the Colonel and Major.

Jarril has finished talking to the colonel who has turned to go elsewhere within the many tunnels that the patrol hideout has.  Turning around he blinks and shakes his head at Quinten.  "My, don't let them see ya get that in a mess, they have ya washing ya habit clean all night."

Quinten shakes out the folds of his robes and sighs "Yes sir...i told the Lieutenant i should change..." he salutes then coming to attention "Recruit Quinten sah, reporting"

Jarril nods.  "Well, there's nothing for ya ta do at the moment, I've not had time ta get things organised."  Looking around him, he shrugs.  "Still looking for another ta help in teaching."  The major doesn't exactly say anything about the issue and carries on.  "Though I am sure we find a way around this."  He smiles.  "Anyways, this is our Mossflower operation, brought about by a hare named Southpaw I think or was it Strongpaw..."  The major rubs his whisker in thought.  "Anyways, this is where the patrah held out when we lost the mountain seasons ago, though I think Colonel Zoe may know, she was I think a private back in those days."

Quinten nods his head and lowers his paw "Aye sir....i wanted to see it and the Lt. said i could come down with him as i was free of lessons for the rest of the afternoon" he looks about "It seems alot busier then back homw"

Jarril nods his head.  "It seems that way but this place is smaller than the mountain and at the moment there are a lot more hares than what is usually stationed here.  Though I think some are exchanging posts with some heading back ta the mountain while some are being stationed here for a few seasons.  I am one of them that is being moved from the mountain.  Whether or not my time is up when ya lot are finished depends really."

Jarril nods his head.  "As best as I can, though I ain't sure how well I can do with the fighting side of things."  The major looks away to stare at the soiled wall for a moment with a frown and turns his head back again.  "But we work something out, I am only going ta have time ta teach ya about once or twice every seven days, most of ya work will be at the abbey."

Quinten sighs and scuffs a footpaw on the floor "So aye'll just have to keep up with me boxing, stamina training an weapons work in me spare time then... i don't want to let it slide"

Jarril nods his head.  "Aye, that's it exactly, not that it won't be easy but I am sure that ya do it."  He looks at two passing hares moving past and looks back at Quinten again.  "Not ta mention all that stuff the ordah has for ya."  He gives a grin on that one.  "Glad I ain't in ya footpaws, lad."

Quinten sighs and his ears hang back "I gotta admit sah i'm realy worried about not being able to keep up with the abbey workload an me training....it all seems so much"

Jarril folds his arms about his chest.  "Ya did volunteer and was worried that I wouldn't pick ya at one stage.  If ya want I could always send ya back ta the mountain again, there wouldn't be a disgrace in it, just that ya be doing recruit training again."

Quinten dithers and then shakes his head "No sah...i'll stay i just wish there was a bit more alloted time for recruit training as well."

Jarril nods.  "Aye well we fit it..."  He pauses for a moment and shakes his head.  "No, I'll fit it in some way."  A slight grin came over his face as he relaxes a bit more.  "Anyways, let me see, did ya notice anything on the way into here?"

Quinten scratches his ears and looks back towards the entrance "Well its underground so quite defensible and easy to hide away"

Jarril chuckles.  "Ah, okay then they're doing their job properly then.  Quinten, ya were tracked by quite capable hidden archers who had ya tracked ever since ya entered this part of the forest.  Can't be too careful around here, not got the mountain for protection, it's more dangerous living out here and all.  So I be much obliged if that sort of information didn't get out."

Quinten blinks and looks back at the entrance "I didn't see anyone sah...wow...." he nods "I won't give away our patrol secrets ye know sir"

Dandelion comes limping down one of the corridors, looking more than a little lost. Spotting Quinten and the major, he smiles in relief, and salutes. "Ah, there ya are..." he exclaims and, remembering himself, "Sah! I'm back from tha healer. It's just a sprain, sah. It's all taken care of... Sorta." He glances down at his right foot, which doesn't hurt nearly as much now, but still feels a little awkward.

Jarril grins.  "Aye, well they've had more time ta practise within undercover within the forest, let's just say that we have a few hares here that are quite good at sneaking about and making surprise swift attacks."  He looks around and see's two of them walk past, wearing multi-shaded green uniform that looks to be painted.  "Speaking of which.."  Moving his head back towards Quinten.  "They're very interested in that stuff ya made at the mountain, put a report ta Colonel Frost, maje sure ya write down how ta make it, hopefully here will have the right stuff that we had as well."

Quinten nods his head and flicks his ears up "Sure sir i'll get right on it when i get back to the abbey... hmm do they want it black or could they use it green? I can change the colour it turns your fur...to a certain extent at least." hue eyes Dande and frowns wondering what happened to him

Jarril turns around to Dandelion's voice and looks at him with a thoughtful nod.  "Hmm, good.  We need ta get ya ta the abbey at somepoint again.  That's if ya able ta walk or run if need be?"

Dandelion tests the injured foot by standing on one leg, which causes him to flinch visibly, although he puts on a brave face. "Oh, walkin' shouldnt be a problem, sah... An runnin'..." He pauses, considering the prospect of doing so for a short moment. "It'll just have ta work, I suppose, sah."

Jarril nods with another thoughtful look.  "Well, if it comes ta it, I'll make sure Quinten helps ya back ta the abbey if we're attacked and I'll stay behind and make sure no one follows ya."  Changing the subject he smiles.  "So what do ya think of the place?"

Quinten smiles at Dande "Tough luck there Dande, nothin worse then a sprain but i'm sure tha Major won't mmake us run back to the abbey..i'mn not dressed for it" he holds up the hem of his heavy robe." he looks back at Jarril and grins "I can't wait to see more, are ye keeping Dande here for a bit?"

Dandelion looks a little taken aback. "No need ta wait on my account, I'll keep up..." he declares, quickly.

Jarril grins.  "Ah, it's my duty as an officer, gotta keep ya lot safe from harm.  All majah's and colonels have done it in the past.  Besides I would feel ashamed if I didn't."  He turns his head and smiles as most hares are heading into the area where food is consumed.  "Well, shall we?  I know they fixed the area since the fire last.  Not seen it yet."

Quinten grins at the sound of food and draws up his cowl, hiding his ears and muzzle from sight as it dwarfs his features and starts past the major "Sure thing sah..wonder if i can convince em i'm a proper abbey beast come to have a look around, they might give me extra."

Dandelion has already smelled the food, and, having worked up quite the appetite during the journey, has absolutely no objections. "If ye say so, Majah." he replies, still somewhat ashamed by his accident.

Jarril nods his head but then is called by another hare and sighs.  "Well, I have ta go but ya two go on ahead, duty calls for me."  He starts to head off and waves a paw.  "Quinten, make sure ya back at the abbey in time for ya chores, don't want any of them complaining about ya tardiness."  The hare rushes off to meet with one of the other hares before walking off down the tunnel discussing something until he's out of sight.