It was a little warm here, well less warm more moist, everything was damp. Even when the sun broke through the giant trees to give a little more heat everything still stayed damp. "Maybe they should call it the Damp Moon of Endor." Syn said out loud chuckling to herself, though no one was listening, only the birds and the insects floating around. Perhaps there was a few bigger things hanging around in the bushes, waiting to pounce and kill her, but she doubted they could understand basic, let alone her amazing joke. A stream cut through the trees and she was following it, every so often kicking her feet through its slow moving current splashing water around making the Damp Moon of Endor ever more damp.
The Sith Acolyte has come to this delightful pile of damp mud floating through the emptiness of space looking for a new pet. Everyone needed company in their life even Sith and even though Syn had a pet already she believed both herself and her first pet could do with a friend. She remembered back to her previous life where a couple of space junkers told the tale of the Gorax of Endor, and well it sounded pretty cute, so she had to have one.
Syn skipped through the jungle, towards the mountains where the Gorax could possibly be found, the ship she had 'commandeered' was a way back, the forest floor to thick to land closer. A lightblue Wagasa, concealed her rather unique lightsaber, the colour blending in with her long blue braid. Heavy boots, thick dark jeans and a tank top completed the outfit as she wondered towards her new friend.
@Nor'baal