as branches crunched underneath his boots, cal looked around with curiosity. his cyan eyes enjoying the nature of kashyyyk when he wasn't fighting for his life against giant spiders or stormtroopers, he inhaled the fresh air and heard bd-1 chirp softly while perched on his shoulder. "what? what are you talking about bd, we're looking for hints about the holocron... not people." he mumbled back, moving some vines out of his face and continuing on.

cal heard someone scream like they were being murdered (which was about to be the case), his eyes going alert and sprinting towards the noise of a loud hiss in response to the scream. he quickly grabbed his lightsaber from his belt, igniting it to protect himself.

he was soon met with a random person wrapped up in wyyyschokk silk, watching them wriggle around helplessly. "holy shit!" he yelled and quickly tossed bd-1 to help them, "just- just hold on! bd will help you!" he then turned around—being met with a large spider.

he then lunged forward to attack the spider, he grunted as his lightsaber clashed against the wyyyschokk, only to miss and be tackled by the spider. he let out a panicked scream as it tried to bite him, "no no no no no!" cal hyperventilated and sliced it's head off, then quickly pushed the heavy limp body off him.

stars, this entire planet just constantly reminded him how much he hated spiders.

he scooted back frantically and panted, holding his chest and looking at you. "you good?" he asked, getting up and rushing towards you to help you sit up as bd-1 offered you a healing stim. "here.. let me help you." he mumbled, his coarse freckled hands lifting up your shirt sleeve and injecting the healing stim.

as you looked at him you realized his hair was a vibrant fiery orange, and he was littered in freckles almost everywhere. he had a scar on his cheek, and slight frown lines from always pouting.