The Forgotten
[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]
For once Minna was not meditating prior to a lesson. This time, she was practicing her lightsaber technique. Her lightsaber whirred and whizzed in the air, nothing but a flash of white as the Yodaling leaped around her target, placing precise strikes on the training dummy. Her main form, Ataru, was something of an expertise for her now, but there was still time until she mastered it. It was to be noted though that while she was doing a great amount of leaping and exercise, she was extremely calm and centred. This was a new form of meditation for her, where she practiced not only the art of combat, but also finding peace through it, and through the force. But as she sensed the familiar essence of her former master approaching, she ceased her jumping and holstered her lightsaber.
Placing her robes back on herself, she awaited the healing lesson ahead.
For once Minna was not meditating prior to a lesson. This time, she was practicing her lightsaber technique. Her lightsaber whirred and whizzed in the air, nothing but a flash of white as the Yodaling leaped around her target, placing precise strikes on the training dummy. Her main form, Ataru, was something of an expertise for her now, but there was still time until she mastered it. It was to be noted though that while she was doing a great amount of leaping and exercise, she was extremely calm and centred. This was a new form of meditation for her, where she practiced not only the art of combat, but also finding peace through it, and through the force. But as she sensed the familiar essence of her former master approaching, she ceased her jumping and holstered her lightsaber.
Placing her robes back on herself, she awaited the healing lesson ahead.