The night was drawing in, the purple hue slightly illuminated Amaltheia as she walked back to her home, it hadn't been the best day for her ... for some reason she had angered the Clan Mother and was now left feeling isolated and alone. Sister Inaa was away on another part of her trials, whilst the others didn't really care .. only what involved them ...
'Yes'
she thought to herself ...
'another lonely night'
... and what made her feel worse ... this wasn't even her planet, Dantooine wasn't Dathomir .. not by a long country mile. She longed to return there, bathing in the nights glow having a shower in the Greater Misty waterfall was almost about to put a smile on her face .... but now there was something else ... she realised she wasn't alone, but being followed by something cautious ... a pause in her step to take in a scent ..
'well you are not local to here are you'
... her thoughts stayed silent as she continued home ... knowing that tonight was going to be eventful afterall .......
*Narrators voiceover* " ... and so it begins .... "
YAY !!! Love this ... the pic is brilliant but with the story you get a real feel for the setting of the pic. Without the story the pic would stand alone but it goes to another level with it ... nice place for this to all begin !!!