Valara grins happily at deals confirmation of the hunt. She couldn't wait, not that being around Sia, Arani, Set, and the others, but she missed hunting with zheev, feeling the force within and without, it never failed to set her pulse racing. Even just thinking about a hunt was enough to quicken her pulse, and tense her trim athletic body.
And it wont just be any hunt, she thought her grin breaking into a full smile as she looks at Set,
It will be a chance to hunt with Set, to show him that I am worthy, of him, and to be a jedi. It will show them all. She mused to herself, her eyes taking on a twinkle that they hadn't had since they had left the familiar jungle. Something brought her up short though.
"You, my dear, and anyone who wishes to join you, are to attend the annual Vor-Cal. A banquet, a ball, and a day of big game hunting."
Her eyes widened in shock and dismay at the thought of a banquet and dancing, she remembered full well what those dresses and gowns had looked like, there was no way that anyone was going to force her into one, especially not if it meant she couldn't hunt. But she had the feeling that it might not be optional. As Arani had said before, some people put great importance on that type of clothes.
"Will...will we all have to wear g-gowns and dresses?" she asks in dismay, her tongue stumbling over the distasteful word. She gave Arani an imploring look. "And what do you mean about it being bad for Jedi to feel attached?" She asked confused looking from one Jedi to the next. From the fragment of the code that she knew, it was ok, you were just not to act from it, she ran over the fragment thats she knew again in her mind wondering if she had made a mistake with her feelings about Set and the others:
There is no Emotion; There is Peace
There is no Ignorance; There is Knowledge
There is no Passion; There is Serenity
There is no Death; There is the force