Magaia was puzzled in the way he spoke with the woman, when he was so rough to her only moments earlier. She was even more surprised when she felt him scratch her back, making her look up at him with her puzzled, yet curious green eyes.
He was rough one minute, and gentle the next. Magaia just couldn't place both behaviors were appart of the same person.
And what is this Force he's talking about?
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"She certainly is special." Raven replied, smiling as Zerxes gently pulled the little feline out of her arms.
The little one was confused at first, then slowly relaxed as he rocked her in his arms, her own tail twitching instinctively in rhythm.
This poor little girl. The tribe of Ewoks was all she had till her husband destroyed them. There was nowhere else for her to go now, and Raven couldn't bare the thought of leaving her behind.
The feline, now cuddling up as close as she could get to Zerxes, was probably trying to stay warm as she started to get drowsy, her tail's twitching gradually slowing down as well.
Hearing her husband ask if she could walk, Raven slowly pulled herself to her feet, her entire body aching as if it were one entire bruise. Her head swam for a moment as she took a step forward, and Raven leaned against the wall till the spinning stopped.
"If we go slow, I think I could manage." Raven managed to murmur, slowly walking across to room to scratch the little feline's head.
"What is your name, little one?" she asked, seeing the little one's eyes look up for a moment.
"Magaia." she managed to murmur in reply, instantly hidding her face back into Zerxes's chest.
Looking back up to her husband's eyes, she smiled.
"I have quite a long story to tell, but it'll wait till we're on our way." chuckling when she heard a muffled meow.
Sweet force, she would hate to leave Magaia alone now. She was so innocent, with a gift that she probably couldn't begin to understand.