The Phoenix
Thyrian's Personal Ship
The little squirrel was on the Ashborn's ship which, if he remembered correctly, was called "The Phoenix". An interesting name, but suitable, considering the last name of the man. Theo's little brain already understood stuff like that. He was not too stupid even though his brain was really small and not capable of knowing too much.He was currently just running around the ship, trying to find something cool to do. He had tried to be a bit calmer for some time, but he saw no visions and that was quite boring. Most of the times, he didn't even talk to the man who had brought him to his ship. At all. He had his own stuff to do and Theo knew he would only be a distraction, a little problem. So that is why the little Nelvaan squirrel tried to do stuff on his own. At first when they had left his home planet, he was amazed by the beauty of space. All the stars he saw were so beautiful and he had much to look at. But soon his amazement was gone and he had had to start doing other things.
He had tried to sleep a bit, but that was not possible, considering the fact that he was feeling too hyper to get any rest. The day had been wonderful, full of miracles even, and the excitement wouldn't let such a little creature go to bed. In space, day and life were nonexistent and the squirrel didn't know if he was supposed to sleep or not, the transition from a planet to a spaceship had been a bit too much for him. He was only four months old, after all. A baby.
The young Sith Acolyte had said his goodbyes to his family and everybody else, assuring them he will be alright with the man. They did not believe him much, but when Theo told the rest of his kind he would return to the planet some time, they finally let him go. And actually, they even understood a sentient had no place amongst those who had not been granted such a power.
"Ashborn," Theo squeaked after he had sat down on the chair next to the man, "where are we going?"
[member="Thyrian Ashborn"]