Belaya, her old friend from the Jedi Order

As Juhani and her pack crested the hill, they were met with the sight of a human woman. Juhani felt the tingle in her loins. It may not be truly Kath Hound to lust over a human, but the hounds were creatures of instinct.

And right now, Juhani's instincts were fuelled by distant memories. This woman was familiar. Belaya. An old friend. Back when Juhani had been Jedi, they had trained together. Played together. Even sneaked out of the temple to watch the stars together.

With the memories came old feelings. Furtive glances. "Accidental" touches. And a yearning that had lasted many years. The Cathar had always resisted. It was not The Jedi Way.

But instinct was the Kath Hound way. She signalled the pack to stay where it was. This was just between the two of them.

Stealthily moving through the long grass, gasping as the grass blades brushed against the insides of her thighs, increasing her arousal further, she steadily approached Belaya.

Belaya was...