Trouble was something that Tugoro had grown to expect, given his natural mischievous behavior. The several Jedi academies and temples that he had been told to stay and study in simply did not offer the excitement found in the outside world. Subtly lying and avoiding officials was a favorite skill the young lad liked to employ, for leaving the Jedi territories was more of a habit than a treat. Even when he was allowed to leave the temples, it was always due to having to attend a mission, or something else that required effort. Tugoro was lazy, he liked to do things when he wanted to do them. Leaving the temple he had been stationed at, the young padawan would make his way towards a Republic outpost nearby. Running towards the officers and soldiers, Tugoro would feint a panicked expression, as he hunched over, exhausted from the trek. "Trouble at the temple, communications are down!" He would yell, looking rather frightened. Many armored men would run past him, as an officer approached to ask for more detail. Eventually, the outpost would become less populated, a few soldiers patrolling the are here and there as the officer began to communicate with the temple. They would all look confused, as the communications array was working fine. Glancing around to find the padawan that had just arrived, the Republic officials would grit their teeth in irritation, as a nearby Narra class Interceptor rose into the air, blasting off towards the atmosphere.
A large grin was present on the boy's face as he held the controls tightly, feeling the spacecraft vibrate as continued it's ascent. It's pointed hull would begin to glow slightly as it broke through the planet's atmosphere, allowing it access to the dark void of space. Gazing out from the cockpit, the young padawan could not help but gasp, being amazed by the beautiful view. It was just like the piloting simulators in the academy, except much more realistic, seeing as it was...Real. Running his finger tips over a few buttons, the boy's attention would be averted to the navigation systems, which displayed a few nearby planets. One happened to be Endor, which was only a few hours away according to the computer's calculations. Pushing forward on the throttle, the young Kashyykk raised boy would begin to yell with joy as the fighter picked up in speed, it's engines emitting a powerful glow as it zoomed through space.
Nearing the forest planet, Tugoro's eyes would be drawn to a shimmering light, one that could only be another star fighter breaking through the atmosphere. The brown haired padawan had caught wind of a Rebel Alliance, one that was orchestrating a training session on the planet below. Observing the X-wing's path, Tugoro would begin to follow it as it advanced on the planet, making sure to stay a good distance away from it. Eventually, the padawan would fly over [member="stardust"]'s location, landing not too far away. Clipping the training saber he had gotten from Zaren Bouqi to his belt, the boy would wait for the glass that covered the cockpit to lift. Hopping down onto the grass and dirt surface beneath him, he would take in a deep breath of fresh air, already loving the planet so far. It was similar to his home world, though different in many ways.
Focusing on his immediate surroundings, Tugoro would reach out with his mind, grasping the powerful force energy that was around him. With a brief moment of concentration, it would have been directed towards his lower limbs, allowing the boy enhanced speed. Turning in the X-wing's direction, the padawan would break into a sprint, leaping over and dodging branches and bushes. Spotting a Twi'lek near the X-wing, the boy's arm would lift immediately, waving out to her even as he ran. He would be distracted, not able to notice the rope that had been tied around a few pegs in the ground. Falling flat on his face, a sense of danger would overwhelm Tugoro's senses as he looked upwards from the dirt, seeing a large net filled with rocks heading his way. The boy's eyes would widen in surprise as he witnessed this, not having read up on Ewoks at all obviously. Rolling to the side at the last minute, the pile of rocks would slam into the ground, causing a thick plume of dust to cover the area. Coughing violently, he would call, "I'm good!" before quickly rising to his feet.
