Voda Fah
Clanless
Voda stood silently, waiting. She'd only recently come to the more 'civilized' and settled areas of the planet, but so far she'd found the fortified clan dwellings a tad bit on the... boring side. Nothing tried to eat you constantly, nothing was laying in wait to attack you, and life was generally far, far easier than what she'd had to deal with growing up. On top of that, they kept... pets.
Sure, they called them mounts and, sure, they had their uses, but to the young Huntress a Rancor was a Rancor. Either it made you dinner or you took it down and had dinner for a week. Why the rest of Dathomir seemed to enjoy keeping them in pens and stables, Voda didn't know and didn't care. She was just here to learn how to use her abilities, not to cuddle Rancors.
Hopefully, with luck, the trainer or tutor that was supposed to educate her in her abilities would be here soon. Voda could wait forever if she had to, but she didn't like standing in the open any more than she had to.
[member="Lavania"]
Sure, they called them mounts and, sure, they had their uses, but to the young Huntress a Rancor was a Rancor. Either it made you dinner or you took it down and had dinner for a week. Why the rest of Dathomir seemed to enjoy keeping them in pens and stables, Voda didn't know and didn't care. She was just here to learn how to use her abilities, not to cuddle Rancors.
Hopefully, with luck, the trainer or tutor that was supposed to educate her in her abilities would be here soon. Voda could wait forever if she had to, but she didn't like standing in the open any more than she had to.
[member="Lavania"]