@genitrice asked : honey, put down that thing, you're going to poke someone's eye out
HER LITTLE BROWN BRAIDS WHIP ABOUT HER FACE , jaina’s grip remaining firm on the small branch clutched in her hands. ❝ I don’t want to! ❞ The gardens laid out behind her invite the little girl to attempt to fly, swinging her stick at will. Perhaps then she could actually feel like a Jedi, fighting off enemies only visible to her active imagination. Her dark eyes turn up to her grandma’s expression, daring to stand her ground. It’s not as if the woman would snatch from her, would she? Jaina could float it out her reach if she did... ❝ It’s my saber! && a jedi’s saber is their life! ❞ she’s an obstinate tiny thing, always getting into trouble with her sibling’s aid, but now, her brother remains nowhere to be found. Even so, the child feels the need to justify herself. ❝ I’m keeping away from people, grandma! ❞












