Ashoka found refuge on a distant planet where she could hide her identity as an ordinary traveler. Walking through the slums, everyone treated her like any other person. The main road that Ashoka took led through vast, desolate areas that were once teeming with life. Now only small groups of people slipped between the ruined buildings, trying to find anything of value or any trace of normal life.

The road was extremely gravel and unstable, and covered with sand.

As Ashoka was traversing this turbulent route, at some point she sensed a strange disturbance in the Force. She was aware of it, she sensed something sinister. But...she didn't expect to find a child.

She noticed how one of the workers started shouting at them. She thought something must have been stolen from the stroller... but when she noticed that the kid was about to be grabbed and yanked away, she stepped in: "I'll take care of it. Please don't worry." She sternly replied, keeping her anonymous and simply taking the child despite protests.

She already felt a little protective over this one. It will surely provide a better life for this kid. This little one was force sensitive after all..

"What are you? If you're going to steal, you need to steal without anyone noticing." She said, straightening her poncho and looking around.