Hoth: Blood and Ice

[Vaylin]

Vaylin looked back over her shoulder as she held the reigns of her tauntaun tightly. The bitter cold was easily ignored as she considered the future. She had made an oath, and although usually she would just break it as was her whim, this person was earnest and had even shown something akin to sympathy and friendship.

She urged her beast onward, she was a child of Valkorian, which meant she too had a birthright, and it was time she seized it.

Father was monster, but he was right, these savages were mostly flawed, and were prone to infighting. They may have meant well but they would damn themselves needlessly.

Her destiny was beyond this place and so she urged her beast forward to Junk Town.