We went fishing, usually we don't. I've got way to much things to do instead of this but I do it because it's what brothers do. We caught six
mezallers( very small fish that are very common to Wookiees. I wasn't very happy but Chewie certainly was.
We were about to go. But then Chewie asked me one last thing, and that thing ruined my life.
"Brother may I ask you one last thing?"
"What Chewie, it's getting late, we should be home by now."
"It will be quick, trust me"
"Fine what"
" Can we break in the council hall"
And that is what changed my life forever.

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A Wookiee Tale
FanfictionYou, a Wookiee named Rorworr. You are living a peaceful life with your friends and family. Then they come!