The Cosmos Feels Lonely ☆ The Mandalorian

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               Making her way back to the farm from clearing the perimeter during the night, she pulled her goggles down.

The sun was rising when T'rialow walked through the door of the shack that Kuiil had leant out to the bount hunters to sleep in for the night, she leaned on the doorway with a cocky smirk on her face. There, sitting on a chair and propping his legs up against another beside the door of T'rialows room was a still sleepy mandalorian.

Walking up to him, she slowly squatted by his side and placed her hand on his shoulder, shacking him,"Mando."

His helmet turned to look at the tired mongrel, if only she could see the face behind the helmet, she'd see the disappointed look on his face because he could tell that she had gotten no sleep at all. Standing up, T'rialow watched as mando stood up to, cracking his neck slightly, as he had worn the helmet all night.

"There was a window in my room..." T'rialows voice trailed at the end, already knowing what was coming next.

Mando sighed.

"You didn't sleep," his voice huffed, annoyed at the mongrel.

"Nope," she smirked, popping the p as she walked out the door to one of the fenced in stables where she saw Kuiil making his way towards, when she slipped back into the farm.

An annoyed and tired Mandalorian slightly slouched in his step as he walked after the energetic mongrel, wondering how she was able to still act normal without even sleeping at all the night before. It felt like a babysitting job, to him, trying to get the mongrel to try and sleep.

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Standing on the fence line that separated the mongrel from the bluurg, T'rialow watched as the mandalorian got thrown off of the bluurg for what must've been the fifth hundredth time today. Yawning slightly, she didn't notice the ugnaught walking up behind her, as she watched the humourous sight unfold before her. She felt like, if someone gave her a pillow right now, that the constant rhythm of Mando and the bluurg throwing each other off would make a good beat for her to fall asleep too.

"Perhaps if you removed your helmet!" Kuiil called out to mando, now standing by T'rialows side.

"Perhaps he remembers I tried to roast him," Mando sassed, sitting up, as he dusted the dirt off his already filthy uniform.

"This is a female, the males are all eaten during mating," Kuiil corrected.

Snickering at the sight of Mando sitting on the ground like a child, she watched him slowly push himself up off the ground.

"I like her," T'rialow called out,"she's quite sassy, kinda reminds me of somebody!"

Mandos helmet moved slowly, before locking onto T'rialows smiling form leaning against the fence, he kept an eye on the snickering mongrel, before trying to get back to the whole idea of trying to ride the 'friendly' blurrg in front of him.

"I haven't seen an Az Mongrel before," Kuiil suddenly spurted, beside T'rialow, as they watched Mando try to tame the blurrg,"Though, I'm not sure if that's what you are. You're tail, were you not born with one?"

T'rialow suddenly flinched at the thought of her crystallised tail, as she looked over her shoulder, as if expecting it to be there, "It was taken from me... by the empire."

"I'm sorry," he said,"It may not be the same, but the empire took years of my life away, I know their horrible acts of tyranny well."

"You and me both," T'rialow sighed, smiling sadly at the ugnaught beside her.