Faceless [Mird|Vau]
Mird could feel a hunting trip was on its way. The calm excitement from Vau always indicated some sort of mission as he stood with his shoulders back, brooding over the Jedi General. Mird was being extra careful as to not to drool too much over its master's shoes as it looked up excitedly at the man, wagging its tail in anticipation. "Right then, Vau," the strill heard the low humming of Zey's voice under the desk, sounding at unease. "You head in there in disguise, neutralize the target and get out without a trace. Got it? I don't want any heroics."










