It's finally here, everyone! The long-awaited wait is over. This is only the first part and you can bet that there are going to be more afterward. First, a huge thank you to my friends who will be starring in these next few parts:
Nerezza Ilona - HowlSeeker
Kayla Croslea - BlackCat2907
Now, without further ado, enjoy!
The Atollon sun began to rise over the horizon, giving the sky a beautiful amber color. I looked out into the distance, my long white scarf and loose brown and black hair fluttering in the breeze; my eyes fixated on the rising orange sun.
Today is a perfect day to start training. With everything that's going to happen between me and Crowvern soon, I can't take any chances to slack off...
I took out my lightsaber and ignited the blade. Getting into a ready position, I began my training, remembering the forms that Crowvern taught me. When his name came across my mind, I tripped over my own foot and fell forwards.
Okay, ow...
I picked myself up and dusted off the dirt that stained my clothes.
"Let's try that again." I said, picking up my weapon with the Force.
Activating it once more, I started training again. Ducking, slashing, kicking, and flipping was all you could see. I moved in a way that was similar to dancing, graceful, nimble, fluent, and quick.
Aralez taught me this...
While I was training, I heard a pebble get kicked, and I turned around pointing my saber at whoever was behind me. I then saw the shocked face of my apprentice.
"Oh, it is only you," I said in relief, lowering my weapon.
"You're certainly on edge this morning," Ezra said.
"Well, you should know better than to sneak up on me, Ezra. You're lucky I'm in a good mood, otherwise, we would have had a problem."
"Wait. What's that supposed to mean?"
I chuckled at Ezra's confusion and got back to training, flipping and slashing with fluent grace.
"Wow, I've never seen a Jedi move like that before," Ezra said.
"Something a friend taught me how to do a while back." I said.
"Think you can teach me?"
I turned to my Padawan and then cast my gaze to the ground.
I want to but I can't...
"Not today, Ezra. I'm sorry," I said.
"Is everything alright?" Ezra asked.
"It's... personal..."
I looked at the Atollon sun and let a sigh escape.
"Is there anything I can do to help?" Ezra asked.
"With what I'm going through, I doubt it," I confessed.
"It's that bad?"
"Unfortunately..." I said.
Ezra placed a hand on my shoulder and gave me a comforting smile.
"You can tell me, Zel. I swear on my life I won't tell the others." Ezra said.
"I know you won't, but if I tell you, I'll be putting you and possibly the others in grave danger. So much is already happening with the Empire, I don't want to be a burden..."
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The Wolf Jedi
Fanfiction*Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction to Star Wars Rebels. *IMPORTANT NOTICE: I will be updating this story every now and then with new adventures of me and the Ghost crew. Some of the characters and places are my own, so you have my permission to laugh...
