(OOC: I'm intending to return to SWG this week after an incredibly lengthy period of away time (a few years). As such, my old account will now be inactive, so I'll be creating a new one, linked to my old character, Lymallabac. I'm looking to make some pals to get me by ingame, so if anyone feels like joining in, feel free, and be sure to add me ingame!)

Woolamabac stared at the stars. His streaky orange and brown fur rippled gently in the breeze as he stepped over the threshold from the wooden gantry into the metallic hullport, and taking one last look behind him at the treecities of Kashyyyk, he slung his netted bag over one shoulder and turned back to the confines of the shuttle.

Escorted through the crafts narrow and cramped interior by a peturbed looking Sullustan, he took a seat on a crate with a viewport and rested his head against the transparisteel.

Patiently, he waited for the shuttle to disembark from its docking clamps and journey onward toward Galactic Central.

((I'll bite, what server are you on? I'll help ya out.))

Papa landed quietly in his Dunelizard on Tat, deciding that he needed to visit a friend on Dathomir before even attempting the journey ahead.