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Scrublands Several Kilometers Outside Cover City, Shili
Ehosiq Sector, Galactic Alliance Space
Laughter filled the air as the group of Togruta men walked down a path that's only designation was memory. Each step the crowd made was silent, their bare feet "soaking in" the natural output their homeland let off. They were more than just a band of warriors, but a family, each member in some way related to another. Treading the narrow path ease the groups attention would focus on one member in particular: the youngest.
Tutou Ba stood near the front of the pack, next to his elder brother and father. The 3 men were mere replicas of one another, each donning sashes of their culture and accented trophies of their countless kills. Today was the lad's 14th birthday and already his third montral had begun to sprout; the worm-like tail trying to catch up to the other two which fell just shy of the boy's shoulders. Rusty red skin made the three dark in comparison to others, but their faces were bright with white coloration, their montrals and horns alternating between white and a beautiful blue. If it weren't for the gear they carried: heavy razor sharp spears, they would be a sight to look at.
[TOGRUTI] "Today, you earn your place." [TOGRUTI]
He would smile at his brothers words, the rest of the group nodding at the comment. Tutou would stare with respect at the akul-tooth necklaces both his family members wore; he too wished to earn his own. Taking in a deep breath of the breezy air he couldn't help but smile, wondering what the hunting party had in store for him. It was his mind wandering that brought his eyes to the sky, staring with no real intent, that he caught the glimmer of something.
[TOGRUTI] "What is that?!" [TOGRUTI]
The smoke trail and flame which broke the sky was merely slipping through the atmosphere. Anyone who'd seen a starship before would know exactly what it was in no time. Looking to his family for an answer the group shrugged, it was Tutou's own father that would stop the group and focus his stare on the falling object. He was the lone member that knew what it was, having lived the longest and seen the most he thought it best to stay quiet for now.
[TOGRUTI] "We wait here... For now." [TOGRUTI]
Ehosiq Sector, Galactic Alliance Space
Laughter filled the air as the group of Togruta men walked down a path that's only designation was memory. Each step the crowd made was silent, their bare feet "soaking in" the natural output their homeland let off. They were more than just a band of warriors, but a family, each member in some way related to another. Treading the narrow path ease the groups attention would focus on one member in particular: the youngest.
Tutou Ba stood near the front of the pack, next to his elder brother and father. The 3 men were mere replicas of one another, each donning sashes of their culture and accented trophies of their countless kills. Today was the lad's 14th birthday and already his third montral had begun to sprout; the worm-like tail trying to catch up to the other two which fell just shy of the boy's shoulders. Rusty red skin made the three dark in comparison to others, but their faces were bright with white coloration, their montrals and horns alternating between white and a beautiful blue. If it weren't for the gear they carried: heavy razor sharp spears, they would be a sight to look at.
[TOGRUTI] "Today, you earn your place." [TOGRUTI]
He would smile at his brothers words, the rest of the group nodding at the comment. Tutou would stare with respect at the akul-tooth necklaces both his family members wore; he too wished to earn his own. Taking in a deep breath of the breezy air he couldn't help but smile, wondering what the hunting party had in store for him. It was his mind wandering that brought his eyes to the sky, staring with no real intent, that he caught the glimmer of something.
[TOGRUTI] "What is that?!" [TOGRUTI]
The smoke trail and flame which broke the sky was merely slipping through the atmosphere. Anyone who'd seen a starship before would know exactly what it was in no time. Looking to his family for an answer the group shrugged, it was Tutou's own father that would stop the group and focus his stare on the falling object. He was the lone member that knew what it was, having lived the longest and seen the most he thought it best to stay quiet for now.
[TOGRUTI] "We wait here... For now." [TOGRUTI]