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It was Spring time in the mud flats on Talus. The sky was clouded and soft rumbles could be heard in the distance, letting the young Jedi know her time was limited. A slight breeze carried the warning of rain and for Nora, it smelled terrible. Her nose wrinkled and she resisted her next inhale as she carried on through the muddy path, she wasn't sure why she was still following the trail, she had lost her prey thanks to the rains that kept coming and going. She would have to wait until the rains cleared before she could resume her hunt for a sludge panther that was terrorizing livestock of a homestead near the flats.
Nora assumed that food was scarce, normally the creature didn't venture too far from its territory in the flats. Regardless, Nora decided to turn back for the day, her boots were suctioned with every step as she tried to pull herself from the mud. Her staff wasn't much help to pull her along as it became stuck also. She knew her abs and thighs were going to burn in the morning from the extra effort and to her fortune, the new rains decided to letdown its waters.
The Jedi was soaked by the time she reached solid ground and her lower half was caked in mud. She looked down, and let out a sigh, accepting her new style until she could get back to the homestead to change. It would take her several hours before she reached the farm.
After a few laughs and an amazing laundry trick to remove the mud, Nora sat at the fire of her camp as she waited for her clothes to dry. Her clients didn't believe anymore rain would come and the young Jedi felt relieved. Sitting by the fire, the girl lost herself in thought, taking small bites of a salty jerky as she looked for meaning in her past actions. Though before she delved too deep, Nora was pulled to a presence, subtle, quiet, not looking for trouble, but the girl pulled the blaster from her resting utility belt and stood up quickly.
Her ears listened carefully, picking up changes in the rustle of grass, the quiet of insects, or the sudden disturbance of birds as they flew into the setting sun. Someone approached, she could it was a human male; she watched him for a moment, blaster still at hand, "Travelers should be weary of this road." she called out.
@ContraDantes
Nora assumed that food was scarce, normally the creature didn't venture too far from its territory in the flats. Regardless, Nora decided to turn back for the day, her boots were suctioned with every step as she tried to pull herself from the mud. Her staff wasn't much help to pull her along as it became stuck also. She knew her abs and thighs were going to burn in the morning from the extra effort and to her fortune, the new rains decided to letdown its waters.
The Jedi was soaked by the time she reached solid ground and her lower half was caked in mud. She looked down, and let out a sigh, accepting her new style until she could get back to the homestead to change. It would take her several hours before she reached the farm.
After a few laughs and an amazing laundry trick to remove the mud, Nora sat at the fire of her camp as she waited for her clothes to dry. Her clients didn't believe anymore rain would come and the young Jedi felt relieved. Sitting by the fire, the girl lost herself in thought, taking small bites of a salty jerky as she looked for meaning in her past actions. Though before she delved too deep, Nora was pulled to a presence, subtle, quiet, not looking for trouble, but the girl pulled the blaster from her resting utility belt and stood up quickly.
Her ears listened carefully, picking up changes in the rustle of grass, the quiet of insects, or the sudden disturbance of birds as they flew into the setting sun. Someone approached, she could it was a human male; she watched him for a moment, blaster still at hand, "Travelers should be weary of this road." she called out.
@ContraDantes