𝗗𝗲𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 || 𝗔𝗻𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻 𝗦𝗸𝘆𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

17-Conditioning

Four days later
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3rd Person POV
Trailing through the thick forest of Kashyyyk, leaves crunching underneath each of his steps, and birds flying away from the disturbing noise - Master Yoda held a sleeping Grogu in his arms while he made his way to the man he's been looking for.

When (y/n) had her shift towards the light - it didn't go unnoticed. He felt it the moment it happened, he felt the strong presence of the woman he once called his daughter.

Although he could no longer feel it, the hope it brought to his heart had remained because now he knew that getting her back was truly possible. But he couldn't rush away to find her, not with the child in his care - he needed to find someone suitable enough to care for him.

Luckily he saw someone, in a vision not too long ago when he was meditating, someone the force wanted him to see - where Grogu truly belonged.

Yoda approached the beaten up ship that looked like it had taken one too many hard hits throughout the years. He then used the force to lower the ramp - already feeling the life force of who he was looking for inside.

A man in armor came into view, his blaster aimed right at the bizarre looking creature in front of him, "And what the hell are you supposed to be?" The man asked as he heavily stepped down his ramp, his beskar shining in the sunlight of Kashyyyk.

"Unnecessary that is," Yoda waved his free hand and the blaster flew out of the mans grip, making his eyes widened in surprise behind his helmet.

There's only a certain type of group capable of such an ability. That's when this man came to realize that standing in front of him now - was a Jedi. He was shocked to have encountered one, especially after hearing that they had all been extinguished. He had heard rumors of survivors, but that's all he thought they were, rumors, until this very moment.

"Here for violence I am not, but for peace." Yoda nodded slowly, hoping the man saw believed his words, "Din Djarin."

Din took a step back, "How do you know my name?"

Yoda chuckled, "Know many things I do," He stepped towards the mandalorian, who finally took notice to the baby wrapped in Yoda's arms.

"Is that your child?" The mandalorian questioned curiously as his helmeted eyes gazed at the baby, considering it to be adorable in comparison to the ghastly creature in-front of him.

Yoda narrowed his eyes, "Read your mind I can." He huffed, causing Din to smirk underneath his helmet - he knew he could hear, "And no," Yoda sighed, his mind roaming to an image of a four year old (y/n) chasing butterflies as she giggled adorably, "My child, he is not." His ears dropped as he suppressed his own tears.

"Well," Din folded his arms - not taking Yoda as a threat anymore. He knew a Jedi once, someone good, someone too sweet for the fate given to them. So despite what the galaxy thinks of the Jedi now, he knew they weren't bad - he knew it was the empire's manipulation, "What is it you came here for?"

Yoda held Grogu up, causing the baby to waken and eye the mandalorian with curiosity, "Care for him, you must. On a quest I must go."

Din chuckled with a head shake, "I'm not a baby sitting service, I'm a bounty hunter. I can't take a child with me - he won't be safe."