The Eye of the Storm
Jonyna had arranged the arrival in secret. She had wanted this on Cathar, but given it's current status, she had to keep the ceremony a bit under wraps. The order had been informed, but Jonyna had kept it from leaving the temple.
She had hid her tears in prepping. Wearing her white robes, one she was seldom seen in, while wearing the green fur paint of her people. The golden highlights of her robes, contrasted with the red hair spilling out of the hood. She had mentally prepared for this, and following the fiasco on Jedha, she felt the time was right. Her daughter, her second padawan, the first to take her name.
The jungle crept up the mountain, as the sun shined through Lidom Liyulho, as the combined symbol of the NJO and original Jedi order-shaped window poured the symbol across the stone floor, Jonyna standing at the head of the circle, lightsaber raised. She had asked

Among the crowd, Jonyna's family had gathered, the ghosts of Si past walking in a vibrant blue once more.
Jonyna thought back to how Rayia had met her. A wayward soul looking to escape servitude, hiding on a backwater planet, seeking solitude in the hands of a jedi knight still trying to find her own place in the Force.
Jonyna raised her saber, looking Rayia in the eye with such pride. A mother's love. "By the rite of the council..." She raised the blade, allowing it to hover just over Rayia's left shoulder.
"By the will of the Force..." The raised the blade once more, this time over Rayia's head.
"I dub thee..." Down once more, over her right shoulder.
"Knight of the Jedi Order."
Finally, she lifted her blade in one last salute, before extinguishing it, and letting it idly float over to the ghost of her Mother. The eldest of the family smiled, as Jonyna looked down to Rayia with a look that showed her air of professionalism had broken. Jonyna didn't waste a moment, reaching down and giving Rayia a hug.
She couldn't be happier for her.