**About a mile away from the Jedi Order halls, a woman stood in a large, sunlit clearing. The breeze swept her hair to the side as she crossed her arms in front of her. Projecting her mind, she located the signature of her padawan, Cloud Selestor.

Cloud, I am ready to begin your training. Join me.

**Sitting down on the grass, she sunk her mind into a meditative state, and waited for her padawan to arrive.