spiral - bucket

[lavi s.]

Elysium knew no shortage of calls for help.  At least this time, Lavi stepped into a less life-threatening matter.  The mountain cat felt his eyes soften, watching Rin remove the issue entirely.  Relief quickly settled upon young Jedi, though almost as swiftly his thoughts drifted back to his previous surroundings.

He had came from Tena's home, of course; a place he had been found more often than not ever since her brief incursion beyond Elysium's borders.  Lately, he had begun to accept his friend's cabin fever.  He couldn't lock her up inside her own home... regardless of how antsy it made him seeing her moving about as much as she seemed to want to.

Quietly, he took a centering breath, letting his chocolate gaze study Clony a moment longer.  Accustomed to mental communication, it took a moment for Lavi to realize he had heard the call at an unusual distance with odd clarity.

He looked okay.  "Are you alright?"  It never hurt to ask, especially since a hard enough bump to the head could definitely hurt.