I have shipped Ferral and Ahsoka in this so if you don't approve of that ship... sorry, I really love the idea of them together... I think its cute

I don't know who the artist for the below art is, let me know and I'll give them kudos...

Edit: @baraste-legacy answered about the art...

The art is by @scuttlebuttin 🙂, and they has a few more like that one. The specific post is:

https://scuttlebuttin.tumblr.com/post/624102156146999296/a-sequel-to-this-one-x-this-is-my-crack-ship

And to find more, try:

https://www.tumblr.com/scuttlebuttin/tagged/nightbrother%20feral

Child's Play

          "It's wrong!" She shouted.

         "He is a nightbrother! It is what they are bred and trained thier whole lives for!" Maul shouted back.

          "I don't care! He's just a kid!" She snapped waving her arms for emphasis. "Just let him be a kid!"

         "Nightbrothers become adults when they are old enough to produce offspring! My love... I do not wish to fight with you anymore..." Maul sighed wearily,  rubbing his eyes.

          "I'm sorry... but I still think it's wrong to let Ferral onto the battle field of the clone wars..." she stated more gently. Maul opened his arms to her and she reluctantly stepped forward.

          "We could argue about this until we die of old age... but it won't change the fact that he is your apprentice, and he must  go where you go." Maul answered, hugging her.

          "I just... I don't want... never mind... I'll go get ready..." she sighed trying to pull away.

          "Speak your mind my love." Maul stated holding her tighter.

         "I don't want him to end up like you were..." she mumbled.

          "That won't happen..." Maul purred. "Ferral is not within Sideious clutches... and he has you..."

         "Mmk..." she sighed.

         "I love you." Maul muttered.

         "I love you too." She replied.

     Ferral sat in the cockpit alone, having snapped and growled at everyone of thier troops who had tried to keep him company.

          "Ooof... theres nothing quit like a brooding Opress." She exclaimed flopping into the copilot seat.

          "I'm not brooding!" Ferral snapped with a low growl. She studied him a long moment before bowing her head.

          "Oh Ferral... I'm so sorry... my not wanting you on this mission had nothing to do with my thoughts on your abilities as a warrior... only that you're still just a kid." She explained.

         "But according to my culture I am an adult." Ferral shouted.

         "I know... I have my thoughts against the nightsisters... but that's a completely different topic... you are without a doubt a fantastic warrior... Maul is very impressed by what you can do and you're already nearly as good as me at sabers... and I know you've lost brothers to the nightsisters.... but war is so... terrible... I just wanted to keep you from more trauma... my first instinct is to protect... especially those I love." She sighed. "I 100% trust you to have my back out there, Ferral."

          "Thanks." He bowed his head smiling. She stood up and kissed the top of his head.

         "You're a good man Ferral Opress. Come join the rest of us when you're ready... the boys are arm wrestling." She grinned walking out. Ferral quickly followed, loving games of strength.

     On the battle field, Ferral felt overwhelmed. The sounds, sights, smells, the force aching around him at the loss of life on the planet.

          "Sir... waiting on your orders." A clone name Biv stated. Ferral felt that there was someone pinned down by the battle droids.

          "This way." He stated running towards the area he felt them.

     He leapt into the middle of the fray with a roar, his lightsaber ignited. He had no idea who the young female was beside him, but she was wielding a lightsaber too. The two worked together seamlessly, guiding each other via the force on thier next move.

          "Thanks for the assist." The she smiled at him when the last Droid fell. Ferral turned to finally actually see the young woman. She was a Togruta, her white facial markings bringing attention to bright blue eyes. "I'm Ahsoka Tano." She smirked.

          "I'm... Ferral..." He answered trying to casually look her over.

         "Your fighting style is kinda wild... but what's your name..." Ahsoka rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

          "That is my name... Ferral." He responded.

          "Oh! Sorry." She smiled.

          "You are an incredible warrior for someone so small..." Ferral marvled. "I would very much like to spar with you." He grinned, fangs flashing slightly. She flashed hers in return.

          "Sounds fun." She replied. "Maybe when we're both back at the jedi temple."

          "You're a jedi!" Ferral blurted stepping back.

          "Aren't you?" She asked warily.

          "Uhhh yes... yes I am a jedi..." He grinned.

          "Ah! There you are my padawan!" Ferral looked around to see the human female. "Are we all good here Biv?" She asked Ferrals lead clone, indicating that he had checked on and informed his brother's that there was an option for then beyond slavery to the Republic.

         "Yes ma'am." Biv nodded.

"Where's your padawan braid sir?" Rex asked Ferral.

          "Did you loose your padawan braid again Ferral? Tsk...." she tutted "It falls right off hisnhorns whilenhe flailing about! come on Ferral, we have new orders." Ferral nodded and turned back to Ahsoka with a wide grin.

          "You still owe me a sparing match." He grinned backing away from her.

          "Looking forward to kicking your ass." She called after him.

          "Only in your dreams of me, my lady." Ferral smirked taking her hand and bowing low before darting off.

     Back on the ship Ferral felt eyes on him and looked around to find the human and the troops all eyeing him. The smile he didn't realize was still on his face fell.

          "What?" He asked.

         "You're so kriffin' cute!" She sqwauked pinching both his cheeks, "Biv, Tat, get us out of here."

          "I'm not cute! I'm a warrior! A predator!" Ferral growled.

          "Cutie pie." She cooed. Ferral snarled playfully and lunged at her. The two scuffled laughing as the troops cheered for thier resprctive leader.

          "Comander?" Rex asked bumping Ahsoka lightly. "You might want to whipe that grin off before we get back to general Skywalker." The captain advised. Ahsoka looked up at him and hardened her face, clutching in her hand the holo frequency code Ferral had given her.

          "What grin?" She aasked.