critters could be heard singing amongst bushes and tall trees, night birds fluttered away from their homes as black smoke whistles up into the sky. whatever planet she managed to roughly land on, it doesn’t distraction from the amount of aches and pains that were coursing through her body. she could swear that death was at the very edge but not enough to have her give up. she opens her eyes to see blurry lights softly panning down at her, her back along the soft, brown surface of the jungle-like floor. a long, drawn out sigh pushed out -- at least, she was able to breath, meaning nothing serious was broken or have yet to be discovered. she figures her rival to be elsewhere or nearby. eden can still sense him in the force. she closes her eyes once more to bear the agony that comes forth when she tries to move her body from left to right and pull herself up.
@prodigalsith bc its angst o clock