With her smoky brown hair pulled back into a loose pigtail, the woman went from a brisk jog into a full-fledged Force Run. The young Jedi Padawan had come to learn and understand the skill through the patient guidance of her Master, Leia Organa Solo, yet it was a skill that Callista had not settled into perfecting, still. The gray-eyed woman was ever persistent to grasp the skill with complete success, once and for all.
... And she would have obtained her goal too, if it weren't for the blasted stranger that she happened to crash into as she came to speed up across a small patch of heightened land.
When she would come to wake from her unconscious state, she would be sure to let the stranger have it for not paying attention to her moving presence.