Commander of Wolves

Epilogue: Life of a Mand'alor

Buire - Parents

In a room with curtains drawn, on a bed dressed with soft fabrics, Nya lays propped against a near mountain of pillows as Wolffe comes to sit next to her, a bundle of blankets in his arms. Once Wolffe has sat down, facing his wife, the man gently transfers the bundle into Nya's arms before changing his position to sit directly beside her.

"He's perfect," Wolffe says softly, looking down into the face of the newborn boy.

Nya brings her finger up and gently strokes the boy's cheek. "I know," she whispers. "I can't believe he's here, it's... amazing. Absolutely amazing."

Watching his wife holding their newborn son, who was only a few hours old, makes Wolffe blink hurriedly and swallow hard. For the man, it is hard to believe that only a few short years ago, he was in the white, sterile halls of Kamino preparing to ship out. Not knowing how close he would become to the Jedi Commander he was to serve under. Not knowing that one day she would be his Mand'alor, his wife, and the mother of his son.

"Wolffe?" Nya calls out gently. "Are you all right?"

Wolffe takes a breath and meets her eyes, his own shining. "'Lek, cyar'ika. I'm just..." Wolffe blows his breath softly, doing his best not to wake the sleeping child. "I'm lucky, and if I could go back to when I was growing up on Kamino, I would love to tell my younger self that the rapid aging wouldn't be permanent. That he wouldn't have to worry about what would happen under a general and commander. That one day, through war and pain and grief, there's a happy ending in store for me. A life with you and a life with our son." Wolffe pauses before breathing, "Ni kar'taylir gar darasuum."

"Bal ni kar'taylir gar darasuum." Nya lays her head on Wolffe's shoulder before she looks down at the baby in her arms. "He needs a name. Something that is his own."

"Caden," Wolffe says, almost immediately. "It means battle companion. I... I saw it on a list of names that Bo was going to give us, and it... it seems... it seems right."

"It does. Caden... Caden Anakin Kryze."

Just then, the baby boy wakes up. Blinking large, blue eyes up at his parents, who smile down at him. The baby boy, Caden, makes babbling noises toward his parents who only smile gently at their son. For the new family of three, life is as perfect as it can be. And for Nya and Wolffe, they have been given a renewed sense of shereshoy.

Verd'goten - Birth of a Warrior

In the catacombs underneath the city of Sundari, warriors from Clan Fett gather around the Living Waters, waiting for the ceremony to begin. The former soldiers of the Republic are practically buzzing with excitement, since today is the day of a joint swearing of the Resol'nare between Boba Fett and Omega Nines.

The first of which is the ward of the clan alor and the second of which is the daughter of one of the most effective warriors in the clan.

Nya, Wolffe, their two year old son, Caden, Rex, Ahsoka, and their daughter Aella soon make their appearance, parting the sea of warriors simply by walking. Wolffe and Ahsoka take their children over to the side of the cavern, towards the front, and wait for the ceremony to begin. Nya and Rex begin the ceremony by both of them walking into the Waters and turning to face the aisle made in the parting of the warriors of Clan Fett.

Omega and Boba walk down towards the Waters side by side. Both are doing their best to be stoic, but neither can help the smiles of excitement and the flashes of nervousness that every so often make themselves known on the two teenagers faces. The two still make their way to the Waters without faltering, and soon enter them.