Day 31 -- Sandpanther
Title: Day 31 -- Sandpanther
Author: ShalaDakiri
Rating: FR-13
Crossover: Star Wars
Pairing (if any):
Disclaimer: BtVS created by Joss Whedon. Star Wars belongs to Lucas Films and Disney
Summary: Her teammates would never believe this.
Warning (if any): N/A
Author's notes: Season 5, Before Joyce's death; a few years before the Clone Wars end.
Author's notes 2: Follows A New Choice.
Author's notes 3: Final entry for the 2015 Fic-a-Day contest. It's been a lot of fun, and I decided to end it on a positive note.
Buffy stared up at the increasingly familiar sky. She'd decided to take Horn up on his job offer. So far, the training hadn't been all that bad. The physical stuff was easy, and the blasters were almost a joke to use. The legal aspects were more difficult and some of the technology was outside any of her experience.
This week, though, they were doing a survival excercise. It had seemed weird to her until the class about poaching laws. Yeah, CorSec handled that, too.
The other three members were sleeping while she kept watch. Buffy didn't mind. She'd never seen herself as Wilderness girl, but future-camping was actually kind of fun.
A soft noise out past the perimeter drew her attention. She moved and the noise stopped. Buffy crouched, stretching her senses.
Another rustle to her left and she cautiously made her way towards it.
She followed the rustling to a stand of trees. She could just see the campsite, although she'd gone a bit farther than she thought.
Buffy eyed the trees, disappointed at not finding out what she'd been tracking. She turned back, only to freeze at the eyes gleaming back at her through the tall grasses.
Now that she knew where it was, she could see the feline muzzle and pale fur of a Corellian Sandpanther.
Buffy ran through what she'd learned about the animal. Reclusive and difficult to find, the pelts could rake in a nice profit on the black market, especially the rare silver ones. Poison glands in the claws made them even more dangerous that the big cats she remembered from Earth.
The large cat snarled at her before disappearing into the brush.
Her teammates would never believe this.
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Rostek Horn frowned as one of the training officers set a holoproj on his desk.
"What's this?"
"Recruit Summers ran into a Sandpanther last night. The remote recorder picked it up."
"Is she alright?"
"She's fine. Seems one came close to the campsite while she was on watch, and she tracked it. You sure she's not Force sensitive? I know you're friends with one of the Jedi."
"I'll ask him to check, but I think if she was, they would have picked her up long ago."
"Good enough. It'll be interesting what our little Sandpanther will do when we set up the ambush scenario."
Horn shook his head. Sounded like Summers had just picked up a nickname. At least it wasn't a bad one.
Author: ShalaDakiri
Rating: FR-13
Crossover: Star Wars
Pairing (if any):
Disclaimer: BtVS created by Joss Whedon. Star Wars belongs to Lucas Films and Disney
Summary: Her teammates would never believe this.
Warning (if any): N/A
Author's notes: Season 5, Before Joyce's death; a few years before the Clone Wars end.
Author's notes 2: Follows A New Choice.
Author's notes 3: Final entry for the 2015 Fic-a-Day contest. It's been a lot of fun, and I decided to end it on a positive note.
Buffy stared up at the increasingly familiar sky. She'd decided to take Horn up on his job offer. So far, the training hadn't been all that bad. The physical stuff was easy, and the blasters were almost a joke to use. The legal aspects were more difficult and some of the technology was outside any of her experience.
This week, though, they were doing a survival excercise. It had seemed weird to her until the class about poaching laws. Yeah, CorSec handled that, too.
The other three members were sleeping while she kept watch. Buffy didn't mind. She'd never seen herself as Wilderness girl, but future-camping was actually kind of fun.
A soft noise out past the perimeter drew her attention. She moved and the noise stopped. Buffy crouched, stretching her senses.
Another rustle to her left and she cautiously made her way towards it.
She followed the rustling to a stand of trees. She could just see the campsite, although she'd gone a bit farther than she thought.
Buffy eyed the trees, disappointed at not finding out what she'd been tracking. She turned back, only to freeze at the eyes gleaming back at her through the tall grasses.
Now that she knew where it was, she could see the feline muzzle and pale fur of a Corellian Sandpanther.
Buffy ran through what she'd learned about the animal. Reclusive and difficult to find, the pelts could rake in a nice profit on the black market, especially the rare silver ones. Poison glands in the claws made them even more dangerous that the big cats she remembered from Earth.
The large cat snarled at her before disappearing into the brush.
Her teammates would never believe this.
_________________
Rostek Horn frowned as one of the training officers set a holoproj on his desk.
"What's this?"
"Recruit Summers ran into a Sandpanther last night. The remote recorder picked it up."
"Is she alright?"
"She's fine. Seems one came close to the campsite while she was on watch, and she tracked it. You sure she's not Force sensitive? I know you're friends with one of the Jedi."
"I'll ask him to check, but I think if she was, they would have picked her up long ago."
"Good enough. It'll be interesting what our little Sandpanther will do when we set up the ambush scenario."
Horn shook his head. Sounded like Summers had just picked up a nickname. At least it wasn't a bad one.