Sheila
Jedi Pixie

The world was lush and vibrant... and Sheila was engaged in epic battle... her blade crossing talons and beak with the monster boss of all birds that threatened her. She had tried to get away, had tried to calm and talk things out but he was intent. The ivory feathered foul fowl king. Their battle had been pitted across the land the sea and the skies above... why no one would really be certain but the bird seemed intent upon it being a struggle to the death. Then something shifted... something in the force and they both seemed to sense it for a moment. Hunger gnawed at both their bellies and they could hear it... growing weary of the fight and with great hunger Sheila spoke. "Truce." SHe said it and the noble bird nodded understanding to her while they set off for food and the sensation in the force. Sheila riding astride the birds back.
Formidable enemies now friends as it were as halfway towards food the bird bucked and turned knocking SHeila off of his back and she adjusted flying around and finding the pathway through the trees. She moved quickly into the air and was a small ball of golden light zooming around quickly. "Arse." The small jedi master said it while she was navigating around. her hair pulled back in a ponytail and her interest as the chime came to her communicator. The jedi reached out plenty and there were always a chance of changes happening as she knew many of the temples were shifting in some places... not entirely but the silver jedi had their worlds and temples operating. She had been told about a potential padawan who needed training and guidance.... which she could do as she started flying faster and faster towards the temple.