These first few chapters may seem like slow start, but trust me; it gets better.
Two weeks later, Belria had almost given up ever seeing Kita again in the labyrinth that the Jedi Temple was to a three-year-old.
The entire Jedi Order knew about Kita now; the stories had spread like wildfire. Already, there were three popular tales that told how Kita came into being, none of them mentioning Belria, Kelmi, or Tarrno-Beld-Ono. The first story said that Kita was a Jedi who learned how to change his form and didn't know how to turn back. The second story told that Kita was called by the Force from the streets of Coruscant into the Jedi Temple, and suddenly became Force-sensitive upon entry. The third one was mainly told by the younglings, considering how ridiculous it was: Kita was the prophesized Chosen One, conceived by the midichlorians of the Force.
How that story had come into being, even Belria didn't know, but she did know that the Chosen One wasn't a dog. That was just crazy. How could a dog bring balance to the Force?!
Still, the question remained; how the blazes was a dog Force-sensitive?
Belria leaned against the wall and moaned… she wished Kita was there…
Suddenly, a small bark that echoed along the corridor was heard, and Kita rushed towards Belria. Belria gasped, and Kita jumped up into her arms.
"Kita! How did you find me?" Belria exclaimed in joy. Kita looked at her knowingly, and Belria could have sworn she heard someone whisper, 'you called for me'.
The Zabrak's eyes widened; did Kita speak to her through the Force? Or was it an interpretation through the Force that she just heard? Did she even hear anything at all?
Brushing the odd interaction aside, Belria carried Kita to the mess hall. When they arrived, Kita automatically jumped on the table and began eating any food that was there, including food on other peoples' plates.
"Kita!" Belria shouted. "Don't do that!"
Kita stopped eating, and favored Belria with a confused look. The Jedi in the vicinity paused, staring at the puppy, who continued to watch Belria. Belria took advantage of the pause, and quickly pointed to the floor.
"Dogs eat down here, silly,"
Kita looked over the table at the floor and then shook her head. Then, the pup pushed a Jedi with her pause, motioning that he wasn't on the floor.
A Jedi Knight cleared his throat. Well, throats; he was Ithorian, after all. "Perhaps she is protesting."
A Padawan giggled in response, "I think she's irritated at your proposal, young one. She seems to be suggesting that if she has to eat on the floor, everyone should too."
Belria stared to Kita. "Are you really saying all that?"
Kita nodded, causing a roar of laughter from the table, attracting everyone's attention.
"Wow, Kita," Kelmi walked up beside Belria. "You really are Force-sensitive, aren't you?"
Again, Kita nodded.
"So, Kita," Kelmi continued. "Do you like your name?"
Another nod.
"Do you know what a refresher is?"
This time, Kita shook her head. A moan came up from the crowd of Jedi, and a shout, saying 'I'm not cleaning up after that thing!' was heard.
Tarrno-Beld-Ono stood up from his table. "Well, Kita, I'll show you one."
Kelmi and Belria both protested. "NO! Kita's a girl!!"
Another roar of laughter escaped the crowd of Jedi, and Kelmi quickly led Kita off with Belria following at her heels.