An Affinity For MendingClosing her eyes, Avaleah took a deep breath. She pictured the scratch on her hand, imagined it closing, the skin knitting together. She felt the Force around her, warm and comforting....and then....More Like This
Her concentration burst like a soap bubble. Opening her eyes, Avaleah let out a frustrated sigh."Sithspit!" she muttered, rubbing her throbbing temples.
"Something troubles you young one?"
Aveleah sprang from her sitting position, or tried to. Unfortunately, her foot had fallen asleep, and so she sprawled ungracefully at her masters feet instead of coming to attention.
Eletha Tam looked down at her, an eyebrow raised. "A jedi moves with patience, not haste" the woman said, not unkindly. Coming down to one knee, she reached out a hand to her pupil. Avaleah took it, blushing.
"I'm sorry master, I should have known better then to move so rashly." she said, awkwardly standing.
Her master shrugged. "I wasn't speaking of your attempt to rise just now, but of your healing work. It comes slowly, a