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Solstice and Zeinli scaled the trees and scanned their surroundings.

It looked like all of the wolf-people had retreated back into their city. Thank the Force. Solstice didn’t think this ragged group could take one more hit.

From where she peered out of the trees, Solstice saw the capital city, which was battered but recovering. The wolf soldiers were marching back into it.

Smoke rose in the distance. Maybe it was a settlement, or more native rebels.

Solstice and Zeinli exchanged looks before leaping to the ground. Most everyone was resting now.

“Our only options for getting a ship is to steal one from the capital, or try to find a settlement,” Zeinli said.

Solstice glanced around at the many wounded. “I don’t believe we’re in any condition to attempt either,” she said.

“They need rest,” Cresh said, looking up from where he knelt on the ground. “Some of these men can’t go any further.”

“I agree,” Zeinli said. She massaged her head, and her eyes were half closed with exhaustion. “We will make camp here tonight, and determine our best course of action in the morning.”

“I can help Cresh take care of the injured,” Solstice volunteered. “Our medic Jayce has taught me a few things, and I’m able to use a bit of Force healing.”

After walking around and aiding many troopers, Zeinli sat down herself and leaned back against a tree. Bo’ came and joined her and they began to converse softly as the evening brought on shadows in the forest.
Cresh let Solstice use the Force on the clones with the worst of it while he was bandaging others, often glancing around the trees warily. It would be a miracle if they lasted the night.

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Ivaylo frowned as the Republic ship took off. Those around him began to relax, but he remained tense.

“What’s bothering you, master Ivaylo?” Goane asked. “I mean, besides our leaving Zeinli and Solstice stranded on a primitive planet with no visible way of escape.”

Ivaylo gave Goane a strange look. Goane shrugged.

Ivaylo shook his head. “They let us go. It was the only reason for the ease of our escape.”

“Easy?”  Jaina asked indignantly. “You call that easy?”

“I mean, it wasn’t easy but I see what Master Ivaylo was saying..” Goane replied, gazing at her with sparkling eyes.
Jaina nodded, “Elek, Goane, ni kar’taylir, cyar’ika.” She said softly.

Goane only grinned at her, that playful, dazzling smile, and she turned to check on those of her squad who ha made it aboard.
The young Padawan watched her go, then turned back to Ivaylo, who had seen this and was definitely not amused.