Lance a new beginning

It was eirly morning when she had finally found a tree to sleep in. The 15-year-old had been changed throw the entire night. Inquisitors had come to hunt down not herself and her master. She had escaped them for now thanks to her master who was now dead. She could not help but fall asleep.

It was the middle of the day when she woke up to the sound of storm trupers tracking throw the undergrowth of the jungal beneath her tree. She barely contained her scream she moved as silently as possible to not draw there attention and headed in the direction they had come from. It was risky but she called to the force for help.