The feeling continued to nag at the back of Mevenns head, just above her spine. It clawed at her, demanded to be answered. As if someone shouting at her from a great distance. As Kresst sat down comfortably she couldn't bear it anymore as the harbourmaster walked away as Eeruna moved on to go looking for parts. "Master, I sense something. Somethings calling to me, and by your reaction it's calling to just me." She looked off to the horizon, over the buildings of the town there were hills in the distance. She knew that that was where she needed to go, she didn't know how she knew that, she just did. "My Master, Worror, always told me to trust in the Force and follow it's guidance, and I think this is one of those times."

She froze for a second, as if unsure on where she was going with this. "However, I'm not so sure that now is the best time to be running off and following my feelings." Shaking her head. "I'm not entirely sure what I'm asking for, if I'm asking for your permission to stay or your permission to go. I just-" her voice was shaking at this point. "-I just know I need to make a decision and I just don't [i]know[/i] if I can."