Clove had been unsure what to do with her Switter account since becoming more famous than she could realistically handle. She'd been posting cute Porg pictures and pictures of her new heels, which... oddly enough only grew her following. But that was all, nothing of any impact, no call to action. That is, until she noticed some famous people rallying their followers to aid Kashyyyk. And without any hesitation, Clove copied them.
Her most recent message was sent just hours before she boarded her shuttle and flew to Kashyyyk. The half-Annfyn would be stationed at a camp with local Wookiees who had never escaped the planet as part of the mission Seeding Flowers. She was met with immediate regret upon arrival; the death that lingered in the Force was twice as painful as when she left the planet, the smoke was hard to breathe, and the soil was difficult for her cane to balance on. On top of that, the sight of the burned-down trees that had once stood so tall and proud, as well as the still-raging fires in the background, was depressing enough to make her heart ache.
But just like before, Clove pushed through.
She was dressed in her new armor, armor that wasn't quite Jedi. No, not yet. Because, today, the armor stood for Sugar Heels, or Hell on (w)heels. And, while the people would eventually realize the armor was that of a Jedi, she'd enjoy the benefits of her semi-anonymity for the time being.
Once arrived at the camp, Clove ID'ed herself before instantly making her way towards the first local in sight. A younger Wookiee, whose arm fur had been burned away. Clove smiled as she approached the girl, kneeling slowly in the dirt to reach eye level.
While the young girl couldn't understand galactic basic, the volunteers were often given tablets with translation programs, which Clove used to communicate with her. "Hey there, you have some beautiful fur. Are you hungry?" The tablet listened to Clove's voice before growling and roaring, causing the girl to tilt her head before nodding. "Okay then, well, I got something!" Clove reached into her trusty leather bag, which never left her shoulder, and pulled out a bottle of water and a sandwich. The sandwich was stuffed with local berries, some wild plants and some spice. Spice that, as Clove was told, the Wookiees enjoyed eating. But it was a little too spicy for her.
"There you go, once you are done eating we'll take a look at your arm, okay?"
Tag @Sreeya