Jedi Brat!
Braze stepped lightly through the dew-sprinkled underbrush, his eyes scanning the lush, green forest floor for the telltale signs of edible treasures. The morning mist still clung to the air, wrapping the woods in a soft, ethereal blanket that muffled the usual chatter of distant creatures. His hands, adept from years of training, moved with quiet precision, carefully parting leaves and peering under fallen logs.
Every so often, his fingers would close around the stem of a mushroom—today, he was after the velvet-capped amanitas, known for their rich, earthy flavor when cooked just right. Braze collected each find with a gentle touch, placing them into the woven basket slung over his arm, the contents slowly growing into a colorful collage of the forest's bounty.
Apart from mushrooms, he foraged for wild herbs and berries, their names whispered to him in memories of lessons from his mentors. Each plant, each berry brought a sense of peace, a connection to the world around him that was far removed from the thrum of lightsaber battles or the weight of galactic struggles.