deep in the Coruscant underworld a young girl of seven years old crept with caution knowing of the dangers of the lower levels she knew of the thugs and criminals that lurked the streets of the place she called home noticing she was in the clear she walked but still with caution before being bumped into by a unknown person
She didn’t particularly enjoy being on this part of Coruscant, but, being a Jedi wasn’t always about getting the easy job. At least everyone wore cloaks down here, and her sabres hilt was safely hidden beneath it. Gaze was focussed on the scenery, studying it all, when she bumped into the child. The Togrutan Jedi looked around for a minute, seeing if she could spot a parent to match the girl.