Aela Talith
The Righteous
[member="Kira Talith"]
She was seventeen now, almost an adult my galactic definitions.
Father and Mother had trained her for the past eleven years, both of her parents having given her some gift and lecture, surprisingly her mother more than her father. She smiled slightly, running her finger down the spine of the book she was holding. She knew a great many things now thanks to them.
Aela was now a match for any Knight trained by the Jedi, perhaps even more so. She was strong in the force, lithe on her feet, and quick with a lightsaber. Mother had told her that she moved like liquid, Uncle Cameron had told her that she was like an iron wall in combat, her father had simply smiled and beamed with pride. All of them had imparted some knowledge on her, and all of them had told her she was doing a great job.
Yet there was still more to learn.
She could advance herself in her own force powers, push herself forward, and perhaps learn something...bigger. Her hand traced down to the book and she shifted slightly, moving through the house in bare feet.
Aela found her mother within the living room, sitting on the couch wrapped in one of her fathers fur cloaks. There was a holo-show of some sort on. Nohei would have been able to recognize it, but the program was utterly foreign to her. For a few moments the eldest daughter of Soliael and Kira lingered in the doorway, then she wandered closer to her mother.
“Mummah.” She tried to catch Kira's attention.
She was seventeen now, almost an adult my galactic definitions.
Father and Mother had trained her for the past eleven years, both of her parents having given her some gift and lecture, surprisingly her mother more than her father. She smiled slightly, running her finger down the spine of the book she was holding. She knew a great many things now thanks to them.
Aela was now a match for any Knight trained by the Jedi, perhaps even more so. She was strong in the force, lithe on her feet, and quick with a lightsaber. Mother had told her that she moved like liquid, Uncle Cameron had told her that she was like an iron wall in combat, her father had simply smiled and beamed with pride. All of them had imparted some knowledge on her, and all of them had told her she was doing a great job.
Yet there was still more to learn.
She could advance herself in her own force powers, push herself forward, and perhaps learn something...bigger. Her hand traced down to the book and she shifted slightly, moving through the house in bare feet.
Aela found her mother within the living room, sitting on the couch wrapped in one of her fathers fur cloaks. There was a holo-show of some sort on. Nohei would have been able to recognize it, but the program was utterly foreign to her. For a few moments the eldest daughter of Soliael and Kira lingered in the doorway, then she wandered closer to her mother.
“Mummah.” She tried to catch Kira's attention.