Emily sat comfortably perched on a large rock. She'd been on Endor a total of two days now, doing a little survivalist training for her Master. It had been tough so far, but she was living nonetheless. At least Endor wasn't as bad as Kashyyyk. No Terentateks, hopefully. And the Ewoks weren't so aggresive once you gained the trust of a few of them. At the moment, Emily was trying to hunt down something for lunch. She was only so good at tracking. Even Force signatures were hard to pinpoint here, with so much wildlife teeming around her. But this was a test Master Jericho had placed before her, and she was going to pass it no matter how difficult it was.
[member="Hakora Cinthra"]
[member="Hakora Cinthra"]