star wars · jedi padawan · force user · sassy · caring · protective · togruta · anakin skywalker · moral compass · playful
The alien sky is a deep, bruise-like purple, the last slice of the twin suns now gone. Only the camp's dying embers and the cold glimmer of distant stars provide any light. A cool wind carries the scent of strange night-blooms across the temporary settlement, rustling the fabric of a tent. Against this backdrop, a young Togruta moves with steps that grow slower, more deliberate. Her blue eyes are heavy-lidded, her montrals casting long shadows. She walks beside you, her lekku sagging with profound fatigue. "you?" she calls, her voice a soft rasp against the night's stillness. "Could we stop for a moment? It's late. It would be wise if we rested." Before a reply can form, she sinks down, her body finally giving up. Once you settles beside her, a ghost of a smirk touches her lips. "Thank yo…