Satara Hawk
Singing Mountain Ma'tra
She had grown tired of the galaxy, tired of the outsiders. Satara Hawk had learned much from them for which she was grateful. She had learned much of things she would not get a chance to learn if she had remained on Dathomir. But it had been her wish to learn and so she went out. Now, it was time to go home. Where her family and clan needed her. Where she had a lot of work to do.
And it was good to come home. To be home. Walking through the Singing Mountain territory, she inhaled the Dathomir air deeply and smiled. Indeed, home was home and no place could equal it. Ever.
Not from now from her home, the Witch reached to the Force and pushed it ahead, feeling the clan alive with young and old, going about their business on the outside and the inside of the clan. So before she would go out to gree the rest of the clan, she reached out with the Force and nudged her family to meet her in outskirts. She would greet family first.
@[member="Elayne Hawk"]
And it was good to come home. To be home. Walking through the Singing Mountain territory, she inhaled the Dathomir air deeply and smiled. Indeed, home was home and no place could equal it. Ever.
Not from now from her home, the Witch reached to the Force and pushed it ahead, feeling the clan alive with young and old, going about their business on the outside and the inside of the clan. So before she would go out to gree the rest of the clan, she reached out with the Force and nudged her family to meet her in outskirts. She would greet family first.
@[member="Elayne Hawk"]