R’kio walked slowly through the lanes of the Theme Park. He was upright, hand paws at his side, ears bobbing back and forth while his feet paws padded on the ground. There was music, the smell of sweets and foods and the sounds of chattering and laughter. Mikkia’s Magical Kingdom was alive with a lot of activity. This particular part of the park was mostly designed to accommodate adults.
But the sound was dull to R’kio. Drowning out the sound was the pulse of the force. It hummed like a chorus. R’kio saw often saw the Force in this aspect as being yellow, the color of happiness to his people. There was a lot of relief in the air. Stress that the workers had built up was being let off.
The yellow crystal around his neck glowed brighter and brighter, not just for R’kio’s happiness, but for those around him. There were a hundred different kinds of emotional peace. Emotional connection through the force was something R’kio very much enjoyed. Occasionally he would stop and listen to a conversation, or partake in one.