Elijah Black
Roll of the dice
Zylah's home on Ithor was isolated and hard to find. It resided deep within branches, vines, and a whole score of green. Unassuming and minimalist, it was an ideal place to lay low or rewind. Finding it shouldn't be an issue for her guest today though. Of course she'd get detailed directions. Way more than what she needed. One might assume she could find her way just through the Force, buuuuuut Kaia was coming and she didn't want to waste a moment. It had been too long.
Even the local beauty, Prudence the Jedi Cat knew something was up, lingering close to Zylah's legs and meowing with unease. She probably picked up on Zylah's excitement. Far from the tiny kitten Kaia and Zylah had played with as Padawans on Ossus, she was now a fully grown cat. And a little fat. Would have to see to that.
It would be just Zylah back at the old hideout. Herron had just journeyed out into the jungles of Ithor. He was probably headed to the abandoned Jedi temple. He had muttered something about needing supplies, but Zylah wasn't really sure if that was what it was really about. She didn't think he liked strangers.
Zylah had spent what little time she had on Ithor doing a combination of studying and training. This morning had gone towards the former. Not reading per say, but watching a holovid; old records of Jedi Masters hosting advanced group training sessions for Jedi Knights. It was highly informative.
For all her Jedi training, she felt she didn't have the patience for that sort of work anymore. All she could think about was meeting up with her friend, and she didn't really see any logic in curbing that. Instead of swimming against the current, she switched to something a little more physical. Grabbing a long, smooth staff she went outside for a little soft practice.
Even the local beauty, Prudence the Jedi Cat knew something was up, lingering close to Zylah's legs and meowing with unease. She probably picked up on Zylah's excitement. Far from the tiny kitten Kaia and Zylah had played with as Padawans on Ossus, she was now a fully grown cat. And a little fat. Would have to see to that.
It would be just Zylah back at the old hideout. Herron had just journeyed out into the jungles of Ithor. He was probably headed to the abandoned Jedi temple. He had muttered something about needing supplies, but Zylah wasn't really sure if that was what it was really about. She didn't think he liked strangers.
Zylah had spent what little time she had on Ithor doing a combination of studying and training. This morning had gone towards the former. Not reading per say, but watching a holovid; old records of Jedi Masters hosting advanced group training sessions for Jedi Knights. It was highly informative.
For all her Jedi training, she felt she didn't have the patience for that sort of work anymore. All she could think about was meeting up with her friend, and she didn't really see any logic in curbing that. Instead of swimming against the current, she switched to something a little more physical. Grabbing a long, smooth staff she went outside for a little soft practice.
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