#herowithmuchfear

An idle hand on his forehead calmed them both it seemed as he closed his eyes. If she could she’d have stayed in the quiet moment forever, but dawn always came and the magic would fade, she knew that. 

          she sits by his side patiently . there wasn’t any use in waking him now , especially when he needed to heal   ---   the brush hid them enough   &&   moving around at night wouldn’t help anybody . she feels the hurt pressing into her chest , but tries to think elsewhere . her   only   job was to protect him ,   &&   she couldn’t do that while focusing on the pain  . the other jedi told her it was all PSYCHOLOGICAL , right   ?   this body wasn’t   REAL   , how could she even feel pain in the first place   ?   ❝   okay ...   ❞ she pulls her knees to her chest ,   &&   watches the dark horizon .  ❝   it’s not like this is anything   new   for us ,   ❞   she thinks out loud in a small voice . out of the two of them , ani was the one with the plans (   impulsive or not   ) .   that   may be the one constant in their lives .

Exposing Anakin to snow in general was typically pretty funny. Hitting him in the back of the head with a snowball at just the right angle that most of it went down the back of his robes was even funnier. 

  “Now, I didn’t think you would be coming, Ani.”

@herowithmuchfear

The droid rocked slightly on her feet as she looked up at Anakin. “Wyndel isn’t home right now, but he said he’d be back soon. As always, you’re welcome to stay----Revan’s around here somewhere.”

Ahsoka looked up as he came close and gave a soft smile. “Hey master, what are we doing today?”