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5 Firsts in Uschi's Life - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Happy 1 year anniversary to the Ahsoka series and Wolfwren! For those of you who read my kidfic last month, here is the first of a few very anticipated sequels! Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

"The other two bedrooms are here and here.”

Uschi looked within the first one, then the second one. It was this one that caught her attention. It was just as empty and white as the other rooms, but there was something about the size and shape of it that she liked. The windows gave onto the street, rather than the courtyard.

She went to one of the windows and opened the binds to look outside. The street wasn’t too crowded, and the few people who walked by and spotted her smiled at her.

“What do you think?”

Uschi turned away from the window. While Sabine was stuck listening to Treshock’s meandering explanations, Shin had remained behind. She was standing in the doorway of the room, watching Uschi with a smile.

“Can this be my room?” Uschi asked.

“I think so. It depends on whether Sabine likes it too.”

“Do you like it?”

Shin shrugged.

“It’s been a very long time since I’ve had a house. I don’t know what makes a good house.”

Uschi pondered the question.

“It has bedrooms for everyone.”

“That’s true.”

“And there’s a big kitchen. And maybe we can buy a long sofa for the living room so we can all sit together.”

“I think that’s a great idea.”

As they walked back up the stairs, Uschi continued to explain what made this house great.

“All the walls are white so we can paint them however we want. And I saw a noodle bar down the street on our way here, so it’s not very far if we want to get noodles.”

“If we want to.”

At the top of the stairs, they had lost sight of Sabine and the real estate agent.

“Buir?” Uschi called.

“Up there,” Sabine replied, as her voice carried down a narrow staircase tugged against the wall.

Like a Villain (I Couldn't Be) - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Welcome to my new multichapter story! This is a Canon Divergence I've been refering as "Failed Inquisitor Shin", where her master was Barriss Offee and Shin is now being haunted by Trilla's ghost. Here is the beginning, and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

The green lightsaber pierced through Shin’s abdomen. It burned like a thousand stars. The pain blinded her, even as the weapon was swiftly removed from her. She dropped her own weapon – an old, broken red lightsaber – and clutched the hole in her front. She felt the disgusting sensation of the naked air entering the scorch hole on her back. As her brain was screaming, still processing the fact that she had been stabbed by a lightsaber, all her muscles locked up. She tried to stay in the fight, to reach for her lightsaber again, to stand up. Her hand closed around nothing. Her legs shook under her weight. She fell on her back.

A fresh wave of pain hit her. It was so intense it made her sick. She would have puked, if she could remember how. All she could do was roll on her back, searching for light. There wasn’t any. The light of the nearby streetlight was obscured by thousands of tiny black dots exploding, like firework, in front of her eyes. Through the blurriness, she thought she saw someone looking down at her. Then, a voice echoed in her ears.

“Well, well, well, Wookie. Looks like you’re in trouble this time.”

Shin did not stop to think that it was impossible, that the owner of this voice had died a decade before, at least. Instead, she passed out.

Oshecki Week Prompts Are Here!!!

Each day is organized around an overarching theme, with a variety of suggested prompts. Use as many (or little!) of these prompts as you'd like - it's totally fine to combine a handful of them into your fic, or to use none of them and just go for the overall vibe of the day. Whatever gets you excited and creating, that works for us 🧡🧡🧡

Got questions? We want to hear them! Oshecki Week is September 24 - 28 and we can't wait to see what you all make! 💫

PROMPTS

Day 1 - Sep. 24 - For Light and Life - a day for hope and balance

Prompts: Force Visions | Star Crossed | Jedi Knights/Padawans | Jecki Lives AU | Osha Stays in the Order / Jecki Leaves the Order

Day 2 - Sep. 25 - More Flexible Than A Droid - an intimate twilight

Prompts: Mae/Osha/Jecki | Training Together | butch4femme | Devotion | Padawan Braids | Upside Down Kiss

Day 3 - Sep. 26 - What We Survive - the dark night of the soul

Prompts: Light and Dark | Wound Tending | Obsession | Sith AU | "why do you love people who only go so far?"

Day 4 - Sep. 27 - I'll Look You Up - a gentler, softer dawn

Prompts: T4T | Stargazing | Holo Call | Date Night at the Cantina | Sharing Clothes | the Republic Fair

Day 5 - Sep. 28 - Pull the Thread - a new day in a new world

Prompts: Alternate Realities | Role Swap | Time Travel | Modern | Medieval | Fantasy | Never a Jedi | Soulmates

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Big Iron - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I'm back with a new multichapter story, this time it's a cowboy AU! Here is the beginning, and if you want to read the whole first chapter, the link will be at the end!

Sabine wiggled in her saddle as she struggled to find a comfortable position. She had been cleared by the doctor back in Lothal but that didn’t mean that she didn’t feel any pain anymore. The knife wound in her abdomen flared up every so often, especially after a long day on horseback. That was also why she rode behind Bo-Katan, so her partner didn’t notice that she was uncomfortable. And anyway, they were almost at Nevarro.

The city’s entrance was marked by a rectangular arch. In the letter Bo-Katan had received, they had been instructed to cross the town then follow the road into the mountains. Sabine didn’t know what to expect out of Nevarro. The town seemed animated enough, with people going about their business on either side of their horses. She spotted a group of children rushing out of the school. She heard the sharp ringing of a hammer falling on metal coming from the direction of the blacksmith. Jolly music echoed out of the bar. It seemed a typical mountain town, with ranches spread out all around it.

A notice board by the sheriff’s office caught Sabine’s attention. She recognized most of the wanted posters on there. Once upon a time, she would have gone hunting for one. But since the accident – Bo called it an accident; Sabine thought it was just the risk that came with the job – they hadn’t taken a single job. Right there in the middle was the wanted poster for the White Wolf. She had been this close to getting them too, she thought bitterly as her horse walked on by.

They left the town and Bo took a right, up into the mountains. They trotted past fences. Wine seemed to be a prominent Nevarro business, if all the vines were anything to go by. Each vine had been grown in the same T shape, all side by side, so they looked like rows of dancers holding hands.

Sabine and Bo climbed higher still, until they reached a plateau, the entrance of which was marked by an arch. Mudhorn Range was written on top. The ranch was made up of large pastures for the horses, a stable some ways away from the main house, which sat in the center, at the end of the dirt road. Beside it was the barracks for the stable hands.

They approached the main house. It was one-story, rather small for a ranch home, with a porch shadowing the front door. A little pond sat near it. When the two bounty hunters arrived, a little boy stepped away from the pond. His face was shadowed by a hat so big it looked like he had huge pointed ears. He was holding a little frog he had probably found in the pond, as the amphibian struggled to jump out of his grasp.

Bo-Katan climbed off her horse and turned to the boy.

“Your father’s here?” she asked.

“Da,” the boy yelled.

Optical Illusion - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I know I'm already posting a multichapter fic, but how about another one at the same time? This one is inspired by the show High Fidelity, in which Sabine and Shin are exes. It is 100% Wolfwren though, so don't worry ;) Here an extract and if you want to read the whole chapter the link will be at the end.

Ezra looks around the gallery. Yeah, it’s empty. Like I hadn’t notice. But it doesn’t matter if the place has white walls and all the light you would want, rich people have no interest in the art I’m selling. It’s too rebellious for them.

“Can I do anything to help?”

I sigh.

“You can sit by the door and pretend to be a security guard.”

“Awesome! I can do that.”

He’ll be on his phone as soon as he finishes his coffee. It means I’m free to start mulling over my exes again.

There are good ideas, and then there are bad ideas, and then there are terrible ideas. And then, there are ideas that suck so bad they might as well be black holes. Dating Leia was one of those ideas. Because we all knew, myself included, that she had this thing going on with Han, but they kept breaking up and getting back together, and I thought there wouldn’t be anything wrong if I inserted myself in the middle. I was wrong. Black hole idea.

Rey was too good for me, let’s face it. There’s a moment where, no matter how angry or bitter you are about your ex, you have to recognize the truth. I’m not delusional, just sour. Rey was too good for me. There, I admitted it. But Shin…

I can forget the others. Not forgive them, but forget them, sure. Or, at least I could when I was with Shin. We were together for three years, before she dumped me. A year later, and it still stings like a slap. She just up and left, threw three years of our life together down the drain because her father convinced her to. Her father convinced her to leave me and she did, and I didn’t even try to stop her. Rey may have been too good for me but I was too good for Shin. I realize that now. That’s why I’m planning my two hundredth painting on the theme of betrayal. Because I’m over it.

Too Sweet - a Jecki/Osha fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! After episode 5 aired this week I decided to write a little Modern AU about Jecki and Osha. It is extremely fluffy. Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole story you will find the link at the end!

Jecki pushed the scooter to the edge of the garage then called:

“Excuse me? I could use some help?”

She looked on either side of the car but could not spot any mechanic wearing a jumpsuit who could help her. Then, she heard wheels on the concrete floor and looked down. The mechanic was coming out of under the car. She was wearing a jumpsuit, but had wrapped the top around her waist. A dark green tank top freed her strong arms, with a little tattoo on the right one. They flexed as she rolled herself from under the car and Jecki could feel herself blushing.

“Hey, sorry,” the mechanic said. “Do you have an appointment?”

“Er… No… My scooter just broke down and Sol recommended I come here.”

The mechanic stood up and brushed her grease-stained hands on her pants. Jecki took the time to look at her once more. They were the same height. The mechanic had thin, ruddy colored dreadlocks. Her brown skin was stained with little dots of grease. Her dark eyes landed on Jecki and she smiled.

“You work for Sol?”

“How do you know?” Jecki replied, doing her best not to stutter as the mechanic continued to look at her.

“You’re wearing a ‘Master Sol’s Korean Noodle Bar’ shirt.”

Jecki looked down at herself. She had forgotten that she was dressed for work.

“Oh yeah…”

“I used to work there too, a few years ago.”

Jecki’s mouth fell open.

“You did?”

It certainly explained why Sol had recommended the mechanic’s shop to her.

“I’m Osha,” the mechanics said as she held out a hand.

“Jecki. Is that a nickname, Osha? Like did you get a lot of OSHA violations so they…”

She pursed her lips to stop herself from talking when she realized how stupid she sounded. Osha’s smile hadn’t fallen, but she shook her head.

“My name is Verosha, but my friends call me Osha.”

“Well, Jecki isn’t short for anything, it’s…”

She cleared her throat.

“Can you help me with my scooter?”

(Don't Take) These Beautiful Things that I've Got - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Welcome to the beginning of my new fanfiction! This one is a kid fic with a side of unexpressed feelings and a serious situationship. Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole first chapter, the link will be at the end!

A circular white room had eight small rooms around three fourth of its circumference. Three circular tables, children sized, occupied the middle of the room. One stormtrooper was already down. The other was firing toward one of the rooms, his blaster set to stun. Without wasting a second, Sabine shot the stormtrooper down. Quiet returned to the experiment room. Sabine assumed the two troopers had been for her, but whatever was hiding in one of the rooms had taken this as an opportunity to rebel.

“CE-2208, what have you done?” the scientist called.

Sabine pushed her forward, toward the only occupied room. All the rooms were plunged in the dark, so she couldn’t see what was hiding there. A blaster shot rang out toward her. She felt it a second early and deflected it with her vambrace. Reaching out, she Force pulled the blaster out of CE-2208’s hands. She saw a pair of small, children’s hands in the light, fighting to hold onto the stolen blaster. Sabine frowned.

“Hey, I’m not here to hurt you, okay? I want to help.”

“Don’t make her come closer,” a girl’s voice replied.

“Alright.”

She pushed the scientist to the ground roughly. Then, she raised her hands as she approached the child.

“My name’s Sabine. What’s your name?”

“CE-2208.”

“You don’t have a real name?”

“What do you mean?”

Sabine stopped at the edge of the room – a cell, really. A cot without sheets or pillows, or even a plush. She could see CE-2208’s arm peaking in the doorway as she hid in the corner.

“You can come out. I won’t hurt, I promise.”

After a second, the girl stepped into the light. No older than eight. Dark brown hair down to her shoulders. Soft green eyes, almost blue in the artificial light. She looked at Sabine with hesitation. Sabine felt like she had been struck by lightning. The shape of the eyes. The cheekbones. The nose. It was her. But it also wasn’t her. The shape of the face. The jaw. The chin. The anger.

“What are you?” the girl asked as she looked at Sabine’s helmet.

Sabine snapped out of her shock. She whirled away from the girl like a storm and rushed to the scientist. She grabbed her by the collar of her jacket.

“What did you do?”

She shook her hard. Her anger was only held back by panic.

“My job.”

Office Work - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I just posted the sequel to last week's one-shot, "Casual" that everyone was asking about! Here is the begining and if you'd like to read the rest, you will find the link at the end.

“You have an appointment at 10:30 tomorrow, so don’t be late.”

Sabine frowned. She tugged the phone against her ear using her shoulder then flipped through her schedule.

“Er… no, I have a flight at 9.”

“I reassigned it to someone else.”

Sabine’s frown only deepened. Shin had promised her that she would not use her position to mess with Sabine’s, even if it meant they couldn’t see each other all the time when Sabine was flying far away.

“Why?”

“You told me you had ideas you wanted to share with my father. So, I got you an appointment with him.”

Sabine’s eyes grew wide. While she had a few suggestions, at best, she didn’t think they were worth an appointment with her boss.

“Are you serious?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

A pause. Then, Shin replied, with a slight confusion:

“You do have ideas, right?”

“I mean, yeah, a few.”

Shin sighed.

“Doesn’t really matter anyway.”

“What does that mean?”

“It’s… well, he saw us at Bounty last week and he wanted to meet you. I told him you had some ideas to share but I’m sure it’s less about that and more about meeting you.”

Sabine pursed her lips. They had been dating for three months now, and while everything was going great, she hadn’t expected to meet Shin’s father – her boss – so soon.

“Is it going to be a problem?”

“No, no… I guess he’s just curious.”

Miracle Force Baby - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I just posted a new surprised one-shot inspired by the third episode of Acolyte. The demand was really big on Twitter and honestly the idea had me racing to my keyboard. Here is the begining and if you want to read the whole story the link will be at the end.

Sabine stumbled back into bed, wishing for death. Despite having puked whatever bile was in her stomach before even taking her breakfast, she still felt nauseous. She had been feeling terrible for a couple of weeks now, on and off, and while it had been easy to ignore at first, whatever sickness she had caught had been building ever since. She curled up under the blanket. She didn’t have a fever, but light cramps twisted her abdomen, and laying down in a fetal position helped.

She felt the bed dip beside her and turned around. Shin had been making breakfast for them. It was early. They were supposed to go on a mission. Shin brushed a strand of pink hair away from Sabine’s forehead.

“It’s back again?”

Sabine nodded.

“I can call the others, tell them we have to sit this one out.”

Sabine shook her head.

“You go. Help Ezra and Ahsoka. Maybe it’ll be like last time and it’ll have passed before we have to leave.”

Shin pursed her lips.

“Maybe you should take the day off this time? Actually go see a doctor?”

“It’s just a stomach bug, don’t worry about it.”

Shin looked skeptical, but after brushing Sabine’s short hair again, she returned to the kitchen. Sabine remained curled on her side, trying to figure out what had happened in the past few weeks which might be causing her sickness. She couldn’t think of anything. They had all been very busy putting out remnants of the Empire wherever they could find them. And anyway, wherever she went so had Shin. If it had anything to do with a planet they had visited, then Shin should have been sick too.

Sabine rubbed at her stomach where the muscles were cramping. She closed her eyes and focused on herself, feeling her body within the Force. Something had changed, she could feel it. She couldn’t explain it, but it felt like the Force was at its strongest in her stomach, like there was a knot there. What kind of Force sensitive parasite had she caught?

She lost track of time, dozing off until she felt the bed dip once more. Cracking her eyes, she found Shin looking at her with concern. No one would believe it – and Shin didn’t want anyone to know – but she was caring to fault when she loved someone. If Sabine asked her to stay, she would cancel the mission and cuddle with her in bed until Sabine felt better without a word of protest.

“Are you feeling better?”

“A little.”

Setback - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I just posted the first chapter of my bew multi-chapter story. It's a cooking AU. Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole chapter, the link will be at the end!

“Hello?” a voice came from the front.

Sabine brushed her mouth with her hands, then her hands on her jeans. She left her sandwich aside and picked up her notebook. She didn’t know what to expect when she stepped out of the kitchen. Certainly not a woman her age, with shoulder-length hair. The bottom was dyed platinum blond but she hadn’t bothered dying them again, allowing her natural dark brown to take over. Her green-blue eyes looked over Sabine as she walked around the counter and came up to her to shake her hand.

“You must be Shin Hati. I’m Sabine Wren.”

Shin’s handshake was firm.

“How long has this bar been in your family?” Shin asked.

“Oh, just… my parents started it and I’m hoping to continue it.”

Sabine pursed her lips. Perhaps opening with how close to ruin this place was wasn’t the right way to begin the interview. She motioned for the nearest table.

“Please, sit.”

They sat opposite each other and Sabine flipped through her notebook until she found the right page. She had written down a few questions and what little information she thought Shin would need.

“I was really surprised when I saw your email. I mean, you’re like an actual cook.”

Shin frowned.

“Aren’t you looking for a cook?”

“Yeah, but I mean, I thought I would get applications from fast food people, not Calodan. Why the change of career?”

Shin seemed to chew her words before she spoke them, a small wrinkle between her eyebrows as she focused.

“The way I see it, it isn’t a change of career. I would still be cooking, right?”

“Oh yeah, absolutely. I’m looking for someone to replace my friend as soon as possible. I’m not firing him. He isn’t quitting either. His help was always temporary and he got the job he wanted, so…”

Sabine trailed off. She really wanted Shin to take the position. Wren Stronghold had a reputation for being a good bar, but outside of regulars these days, they didn’t get a lot of customers. She figured if anything could turn that around, it was good food.

Casual - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! My new E-rated one-shot in which Sabine flies private jets and Shin is her client/boss is out! Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole story the link will be at the end!

Sabine primed the plane for their descent then turned on the seatbelt sign and turned on her mike.

“This is your captain speaking. Due to tornado sightings ahead, we will be taking next chance we get to wait out the storm. We’re sorry for the inconvenience this detour will cause.”

It was never enough for those rich business people she carried, but Sabine had been taught right, and she would be damned if she caved to money when safety was concerned. The plane dipped toward the dark gray clouds below. The sun would be setting soon too. It would have been a nightmare to navigate a tornado corridor at nighttime.

Sabine was pulled out of her focus by commotion coming from outside. She heard the flight attendant arguing with another woman, their client. Sabine pushed one earphone off her ear so she could hear them arguing more clearly.

“Why is the door locked?” the client asked.

“Security measures, ma’am. Now, if you’d follow the captain’s orders-”

Sabine sighed. She’d thought at least the client would wait until they had landed to throw a tantrum, but apparently not.

“I need to speak with the captain.”

“You can’t-”

“I owe this plane, don’t tell me what I can or can’t do.”

Sabine rolled her eyes and took off her headphones. She better intervene before the situation escalated.

“Keep her steady,” she instructed Ezra.

Her co-pilot acknowledged the order with a nod. Sabine unbuckled her seatbelt and stood up. The cockpit was small, and in two steps she had reached the door. She unlocked it. Both the attendant and the client turned to her.

“Captain, she-” the attendant began.

Sabine shook her head.

“It’s alright. Go take your seat, I’ll handle it.”

The flight attendant slid away from between them, leaving Sabine to face the client. The woman had jaw-length blond hair and was wearing a gray suit, the jacket discarded on her seat and the sleeves of the shirt rolled up. Her green-blue eyes were hard with a furious glare.

Ok ...im intruiged whats the clone experiment fic gonna be about?

I'm so glad you asked :) I was inspired by some things that happened in the final season of the Bad Batch. I don't want to spoil the whole thing but basically it's a kid fic except neither Shin nor Sabine knew they had a kid and they've been in a situationship since they came back from Peridea. So now they have to deal with the kid and their feelings at the same time!

Wolfwren 2024 summer fanfiction schedule!

Hello everyone! It is that time of the year again where I have accumulated so many unposted fanfictions that I can make a schedule. If any of these stories sound interesting to you then be sure to tune in when I start posting!

Notes: Chapters are posted on every Wednesday and Saturday unless stated otherwise. Titles are temporary and meant to be descriptive of the stories and will be changed to something more appropriate in due time.

Tuesday 4th June: "In this short Life that only lasts an hour, how much - how little - is within our power" Final Chapter

Thursday 6th June: E-rated one-shot ;)

Saturday 8th June: Cooking AU (5 chapters)

Wednesday 26th June: Clone Experiment 2208 (8 chapters)

Wednesday 24th July: Cowboy AU (6 chapters)

Wednesday 14th August: Failed Inquisitor Shin (4 chapters? Still in writing process)

I wish you all a great summer and I hope to see you on AO3!

In this short Life that only lasts an hour, how much - how little - is within our power - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Welcome to my new long multichapter fic! This one is a modern au where Shin and Sabine meet at a resort in the Alps. Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole thing the link will be at the end!

The snow crunched under Shin’s snowboard as she paused in her descent. She felt a pinprick ache in her left knee. That wouldn’t do. Looking down at the slope, it swooped at a steep angle before easing to a cool forty-five degree angle some fifty meters below. Not by far the most complicated slope she had descended. It was the stabbing inside her knee that worried her.

“Why did you stop?” she heard Baylan’s voice ask in her helmet.

She couldn’t see him, but she knew he was observing her from the bottom of the ski slope. She rolled her eyes.

“I’m not allowed to take my time?”

“If you’re in pain, we…”

She cut him off.

“I’m fine”

As if to prove him that nothing was wrong, she put pressure on her left foot and sent her board sliding against the snow once more. She zigzagged down the slope at a casual pace. After a few twists and turns, it was easy to ignore the pain in her knee, even as it seemed to spread to her hip. She convinced herself that she was imagining it.

She avoided a few skiers then followed the bend of the slope around the mountain side. Fir and pine trees obscured the view on either side. Whatever little snow had fallen on them during the night was already melting as the sun shone high into the bright blue sky. Shin took a deep breath. She loved the smell of evergreens and snow. It was always the same, no matter where she was snowboarding, and it always reminded her of home.

The slope snaked out of the trees and on the edge of the mountain side. From there, Shin could see the resort nestled at the foot of the mountain. She could see the slopestyle training field, and the tiny snowboarders rushing down and hopping off the ramps. As much as she wanted more than anything to go train down there, Baylan wanted to take it slow. It wasn’t like she had a competition in a month or something.

The slope cut through the woods once more and Shin lost sight of the resort. The angle changed again and she gained speed. She deftly zigzagged between skiers and other snowboarders. After taking a steep turn, she reached the bottom of the slope, a few feet away from the chair lift leading back to the resort. She leaned back to slow her arrival. As soon as her board stopped, she leaned to unclip the strap on her feet. Baylan jogged up to her, a pair of binoculars around his neck and his phone in his hand.

“So, how did it go?” he asked.

Shin shrugged.

“It was fine. I don’t see why you worried.”

Pain burned out of her knee, but that was beside the point.

We Will Raise Warriors - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Who's ready for a new episode in my "Ahsoka season 2 and Beyond" series? This one is about Sabine and Shin finding a little orphaned and Force sensitive kid and they need to figure out what to do with him. Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

They dashed to the station. When they came into the light, they saw the ship fly off, too high to be reached or pulled back down with the Force. Sabine holstered her blaster and cursed:

“Karabast! We missed it!”

She pressed a button on her vambrace.

“Hera? It’s me. We missed it by a minute. It’s a YV-929 light freighter. We’re too far to track it. Please advise.”

Then, she turned off her communication and huffed. Beside her, Shin stared at the small ship. It was shrinking quickly toward the clouds. One more minute and they might have been on board to save those kidnapped children.

“Should we get back to the ship?” she suggested.

She turned to Sabine, only to feel eyes watching her. She turned away. Something huddled in the shadows, out of sight behind empty crates. Sabine knew her wife well enough to know that something had caught her attention. She approached the crates slowly. Shin followed. She wasn’t feeling hostility, but dreadful fear. She clipped her lightsaber back onto her belt.

Sabine pushed one of the empty containers aside, revealing a little boy on the other side. He looked up at them with tear-filled eyes. His dark hair curled atop his head. His black skin was marred by bruises around his neck and a scratch on his cheek. The sleeve of his shirt was torn. As soon as he spotted Sabine, he recoiled and knocked into another empty crate behind him.

“Wow, hey,” Sabine said.

Gently, she took off her helmet and smiled down at the boy.

“We’re friends. We don’t want to hurt you, promise.”

Still, the boy wasn’t at ease. He crawled away from the woman made of metal and hid behind Shin’s legs. Shin stayed perfectly still, afraid to hurt the boy if she tried to step away from him. Sabine kneeled in front of him, setting her helmet on the ground.

“Where you in the big cargo box? Did you escape from the ship?”

After a moment of hesitation, the boy gave a tiny nod.

“We wanted to stop the ship but we weren’t fast enough. You must be very brave to have escaped.”

Shin couldn’t see the boy’s expression, but she could feel a strange buzzing coming from him, like the air was singing. She’d never felt anything quite like it before. She focused on it. In front of her, Sabine continued to talk to the boy:

“I’m Sabine, and this is Shin. What’s your name?”

Instead of answering, the boy curled up against Shin’s leg even more.

“You have nothing to be scared of now that we’re here, I promise,” Sabine told him.

Still, the boy remained quiet. Sabine gave him a tentative smile but it seemed no use.

“Poor kid. They really did a number on you.”

“His name is Finn,” Shin said.

Hunter's Moon - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I just posted the first chapter of this week's fic! It's a werewolf/werewolf hunter AU and it gets pretty bloody so if that's not your thing, don't worry! I will be back next week with a ton of fluff. Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole chapter the link will be at the end!

Shin was still in her sleepwear, an old band tee-shirt and shorts. She grabbed a mug from the windowed cabinet to pour Sabine her coffee. Sabine went to clean her hands first. Shin set the coffee beside the sink for her then passed a hand under her shirt to scratch her side. As soon as she realized what she was doing, she stopped.

“You could have woken me up,” she told Sabine. “I would have gone with you.”

“But you were sleeping so peacefully. I didn’t want to bother you.”

Sabine kissed the corner of her lips then picked up her mug. Shin continued to pout. Sabine knew her mood would only sour more as the day went on.

“I heard you dragging something.”

“A small stag. Hope you like venison.”

Shin ignored the joke and sat at the small vinyl table, grabbing her own mug of coffee. Sabine, still, was determined to lift her mood. She took her coffee to the table and sat down on the vintage chair.

“I still need to grab a few things from town,” she told the blonde as she reached from the box of cereals between them. “Do you want to come with? You can do some grocery shopping, pick what you want for breakfast tomorrow. We can get lunch at that diner afterward.”

Shin sighed through her nose.

“Fine.”

Sabine offered her a smile. She knew her girlfriend had only agreed to please her, and she appreciated it more than she could ever tell her.

“Hey. We’ve got this. Tried and true techniques. Nothing to worry about.”

Maybe it was the confidence in Sabine’s voice, or her beaming smile, but she finally managed to extract a little smile out of Shin.

“I trust you.”

“I know you do. And I trust you too.”

Rock Wars - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! The first chapter of my long awaited rival rock bands/secret romance AU is finally up! Here is an extract and if you want to read the whole chapter the link will be at the end!

Shin glared at her.

“Sabine Wren, stalking is beneath you.”

Sabine whirled around to face the blonde.

“The only thing beneath me is you, once we crush you again.”

Shin got into her space, fiery glare finding Sabine’s eyes.

“Say that again.”

Before Sabine could, Hera grabbed her arm and pulled her away.

“I’m not letting you disqualify us before the contest has even begun.”

Sabine followed her, though she glanced back at the Nightsisters. Trilla gave her a little wave, looking smug as always. Reva had to pull Shin toward the stage. Sabine sighed and set her bass back in its case.

“Sabine, I don’t want you to come anywhere near them if you’re going to start a fight,” Hera ordered her.

“It was just a bit of pre-competition banter. I’m not going to fight them.”

Hera gave her an unconvinced look. Sabine snapped her bass case shut and picked it up. Pulling her phone from her pocket, she saw that she had received a message. The sender, Wolf, had sent a grainy, zoomed in picture of her back on stage. The caption below read ‘I think I know exactly what you should do.’ A reference to their song. Clever, she mused.

“Sabine, come on, we’re going to the VIP tent,” Ezra told her.

“I think I’m going to hang back,” she replied just as she heard the first few notes of the Nightsisters’ song. “Stake out the competition.”

Hera gave her a suspicious look.

“No fighting.”

“Girl scout’s honor,” Sabine replied, placing her phone on her chest.

Hera shook her head and didn’t comment on the fact that Sabine had never been a girl scout, and more the type of girl to prank the girl scouts. The Specters without Sabine left the backstage. Sabine turned around and watched their worst enemy perform.

Get ready to Rock!

The Greatest Mandalorian - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I just posted the prologue of my new multichapter fanfiction. It's an AU in which Sabine's parents died during the Siege of Mandalore so she was trained by Bo-Katan. Here is the begining and if you want to read more the link will be at the end! First chapter comes out tomorrow :)

The Gauntlet stumbled on the frozen landing pad of the Wren stronghold, jarring Bo-Katan out of her thoughts. She had flown here in a daze, her thoughts not quite in place. They had saved Mandalore, but at what cost? She cut the ship’s engine and stood up. Here was the cost, two silver and gold helmets at the back of her ship. She picked both up, feeling their weight straining her shoulders.

She opened the ramp and let the frigid air of Krownest wrap around her. She had not felt warmth in months, it was only fair that she didn’t try to fight this cold either. She walked down. Clan Wren members stood on the landing pad, waiting for her, unbothered by the cold.

“Take me to her,” she ordered, though her voice didn’t sound as strong as she’d wished.

With a nod, the silver and gold Mandalorian took her into the stronghold. They navigated dark staircases and heated, narrow corridors, to the throne room. The door opened, letting Bo inside. She was clutching both helmets hard, her knuckled white in her gloves. She walked around the throne, under the gaze of a woman so alike Ursa, she might have thought her ghost had returned to haunt the stronghold. Her sister, Ylva, kept an eagle-like gaze on Bo-Katan as she walked around the throne and stopped at the bottom of the stairs. There, Bo saw she wasn’t alone. A little girl sat on her lap, no older than two. Her big, inquisitive eyes looked at Bo without the aggression her aunt was giving her. She had short dark brown hair and the puffy cheeks of an infant, still.

“Bo-Katan Kryze,” Ylva’s voice echoed in the throne room, bringing Bo’s attention back to her. “I heard of your victory on Mandalore.”

“A victory for Mandalore is not my victory. I wished more than anything that no one had had to die for it.”

“Not as much as I wish it. Why are you here?”

“I’ve come to pay my respect to Clan Wren, who suffered a heavy loss. Heavier than most. These belong to your clan.”

She presented both helmets to the new Countess. They had served their owners well, till the end. The visor on Aldrich’s was broken. The rangefinder on Ursa’s had been snapped off. It would have to be fixed before the helmet came to be used again.

Ylva turned to the little girl and whispered to her:

“Sabine, do you want to get your parents’ helmets?”

Jacen Day - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Here is a new Wolfwren one-shot featuring Jacen and a little trip to Mandalore. Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole story the link will be at the end!

Sabine landed the shuttle in Home One’s hangar. She opened the ramp. From the seat beside hers, Shin asked:

“So, how old is Jacen now?”

Sabine frowned.

“What do you mean?”

“Isn’t it his birthday?”

“Not quite.”

It was Shin’s turn to frown.

“But you’ve been calling today ‘Jacen Day.’”

Sabine glanced back into the shuttle. Since Jacen seemed late, she had the time to explain:

“After the Battle of Jakku when Hera thought she was going to die, she really wanted to spend more time with Jacen. But the New Republic kept her quite busy. So, for his birthday, she came up with Jacen Day. Every year, we all give him a ticket that he can use whenever he wants to do whatever he wants with us. This year he went to Ryloth with his mom, and to the beach. He got a piloting lesson from Zeb. Ezra took him to get a crystal for his own lightsaber. Which leaves only me. So today is Jacen Day.”

When she still saw no sign of the boy, Sabine frowned and stood out of her seat. Shin waited another beat before joining her. They stood at the edge of the ramp, surveying the busy hangar.

“Are we early?” Sabine asked herself.

Jacen burst out from one of the elevators and ran up to the shuttle. Hera followed at her own pace as she called:

“Jacen, they’re not going to leave without you.”

A Big Mandalorian Wedding - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! The long awaited sequel to "I Can Wait For You at the Bottom" is up and as the title implies, it is a wedding :) Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

Sabine had sat in front of the mirror, back ramrod straight, for what felt like hours. Her wedding suit wasn’t the most comfortable suit she’d ever worn, but her mother had insisted on something regal, worthy of this wedding of the century. It was a bit too gray for her taste, though the gold pattern on the satin mostly made up for it. She’d been allowed to paint the only beskar on her, her pauldrons, however she’d liked. One was orange and green in a checkered pattern. The other was dark red, with a circular centipede curling up on itself.

Handmaids fluttered around her like a bunch of butterflies. They had done her make up, though she’d had to rein them in to a dark eyeshadow and pale lipstick, or else they might have gone all out and made her look like a clown. They had brushed her short hair and pinned a crown of silver with flowers knotted into the metal. Now that she was ready, they still lingered around her, as if afraid that all their hard work would melt off her and they would have only a few minutes to start again.

Sabine glanced at the clock in the corner of the Palace room. She wanted to slouch but her suit wouldn’t allow it. Half an hour left before she could make her way to the temple. She wanted to see Shin, wanted to know what she was wearing, how she was feeling, just see her. They’d barely had the chance to see each other when the Mandalorian delegation had arrived to Coruscant for the wedding. Sabine had been almost immediately spirited away to her own wing of the Palace. Her mother kept telling her that it was for good luck, but she didn’t believe a bit of it. She thought her mother and King Baylan were afraid that if they saw each other they would elope, wasting hundreds of thousands of credits on this wedding of the century.

A knock came at the door and Sabine sighed with relief, thinking that her time in handmaid’s jail was over.

“Come in.”

When the door open, her father stepped inside. He was wearing a suit similar to hers; the Clan Wren colors. His silver crown of Prince Consort was embedded with yellow diamonds. For his touch of color, he had painted his own pocket square, a spectrum of colors folded neatly.

“Wow…” he said as he saw her. “You look beautiful.”

He leaned over her, hands on her shoulders as he placed a kiss on the crown of her head. Sabine smiled.

“Thanks, dad. Where’s mom? Are we ready to go?”

“Your mom is dealing with some last-minute problem. She’ll be here shortly.”

A small frown appeared on Sabine’s forehead.

“Problem? What problem?”

I Can See the Force - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I have just posted a new one-shot in which Shin gets really drunk and Sabine and Ezra have to guide her back to the shuttle... Not that she's cooperating much! Here is the beginning and if you want to real the whole story the link will be at the end!

After a successful mission, it had become a tradition for Shin and Sabine to get a drink at the nearest bar they could find. This time, Ezra had been fighting with them, and so it was only logical to invite him along. They sat around a small table in the middle of the bar. A life band was playing in one corner, the music interrupted only by the shouts of some patrons or the sound of the hard balls bouncing off each other at the pool table.

Sabine kept glancing at the wall, where a dartboard hung. Shin had noticed her wife’s shifting attention. She knew the longer Sabine was mulling the thought over, the harder she wanted to issue a challenge. The question was, would she challenge Shin or Ezra? When Sabine finished her beer and finally spoke up about it, she tried to make the challenge sound casual:

“Anyone interested in a little game of darts?”

Shin and Ezra exchanged a look. Since neither of them replied, Sabine frowned.

“What?”

“How much?” Ezra asked.

“How much what?”

“How much are we betting? What’s at stakes?”

Sabine crossed her arms.

“We don’t have to bet anything. I was just offering a friendly game.”

Shin shook her head.

“We both know there is no such thing as a friendly game of anything with you.”

Sabine gasped.

“Fine. No darts.”

Ezra sighed. From his pocket, he pulled out a silver ingot of credits and placed it on the table.

“I bet I can hit dead center for all six shots,” he said.

Sabine chuckled.

“You’re so on.”

She tried to reach for the credit but Ezra slid it off the table and stood up. Sabine followed him to the dart board. Shin finished her drink before standing up. Foreseeing that they would be at the bar for another hour, at least, she told them:

“I’m gonna get us more drinks.”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54427219

This is the Hour of Lead - a Star Wars fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Here's a little bonus story. It's pretty short, and it's not Wolfwren but it is a character study of Bo-Katan and Sabine after the Great Purge of Mandalore. Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end.

Another ship landed outside of Kryze castle. Bo-Katan felt its weight as if it had landed on her shoulders. Her first thought was that more survivors had made it out of Mandalore. She should feel relieved, but she only felt more guilty. It was venomous in her chest, and amplified with every oblique glance she was given as she carried bandages and blankets through the crowd of survivors. But upon looking at the ship closely, she recognized that it wasn’t one of their own. It was the Phantom.

She walked through the improvised camp and met up with Axe near where the ship had landed.

“Who is it?” Axe asked, on edge.

Bo placed a hand on his shoulder, a silent order to move his hand away from his blaster. Although she hadn’t received any message, she had a feeling she knew exactly who had joined them.

“She’s one of ours,” she told him.

The ramp opened and Sabine Wren stepped out. Her helmet was on and Bo couldn’t see her face. A surge of emotion stifled her lungs. She had no idea what was going on through the young Mandalorian’s head. Sabine stopped at the bottom of the ramp, her visor turned toward Bo-Katan. The former leader straightened her back and took a step toward the younger woman.

“Sabine…”

A blaster shot singed the grass at her feet.

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54377779

I got tagged by @balancingtheforce to answer some questions so before I forget to do it, let's answer some questions!

QUESTIONS FOR 15 PALS!

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE? Not my first name but my second and third name I owe to two of my great grandmothers.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED? End of August, when I moved into residence for university. I multitasked crying and emptying my suitcase XD

DO YOU HAVE KIDS? Nope. I don't really want one, and after working at an elementary school for a year, I want them even less!

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/ HAVE YOU PLAYED? As a kid I had to try everything, so I've done a lot of different sports! My favorites is basketball.

DO YOU USE SARCASM? Any occasion that I have ;)

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE? I'm not sure how to explain this but vibes I guess? A lot of people when we start talking I get friendly or neutral vibes but a very few I'll get bad vibes so I stay a bit weary of them. They usually turn out to be shit people. I can't explain how it works, but it hasn't let me down so far.

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOR? Green.

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS? My master's degree's title was "Feminine representation in Post-modern slasher movies of the 2010s" Make of that what you will...

ANY TALENTS? Beside writing, I picked up crochet pretty quickly and I make killer cookies :)

WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Aix-en-Provence, in the south of France, near Marseille.

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES? Crochet, video games, and reading. I don't consider writing a hobby, it's my work even if I havent been payed for it yet.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS? Two cats, Arya and Beala. They're both calico cats. Arya is 7, she's a princess. Beala is almost a year old and she's a gremlin.

HOW TALL ARE YOU? 1m60.

FAVORITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL? Literature has always been my favorite subject, first in French and then in English. Second to that is History.

DREAM JOB? Writer, pretty obviously. I'd love to just create stories, not just write books but maybe also one day work on movies and tv shows and video games.

Okay, now I need to tag people to keep the train going. You can answer if you want, I won't curse you if you don't ;)

@kswhateverspace @g0dblessthefandom @exhaustedfrenchstudent @somewillwin @karelx22 @darthmatthewtwihard @redfoxraccoon

How was tagging people was the most stressful part of this! Anyway, have a good week everyone!

I Would Do It Again (If I Could Hold You for a Minute) - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Here is my new multi-chapter fic! It is finally here! It is a Time Travel AU where Shin goes back in time to the start of season 1. Here is the begining and if you want to read the whole first chapter the link will be at the end!

“The spell is still active…”

“It has to be me…”

“See you on the other side, Wolf girl.”

Shin came to in an elevator. The sound of the levels counted up above her. She knew those pristine walls and little buttons. Looking down at her, she was in her old armor, the leather gloves hard against her hands. She could feel the hood of her cape above her head. Her lightsaber was in her hand. She took a deep breath and glanced up at the floor indicator. She was almost at the bridge.

The plan was seared into her mind, but she’d hoped the spell would have brought her back later, when it would have been easier to access Sabine. Right now, she would have to improvise. She clenched the lightsaber in her hand. Her only idea was dangerous, but if Sabine had taught her anything, good plans usually were.

The elevator opened. Three officers fired at her. Sabine turned on her lightsaber and deflected the shots. They seared the ground in front of her. With one hand, she pulled the weapons out of the officers’ hands. They held their breath, waiting to see what her next move would be. Shin turned off her lightsaber and slowly raised her hands above her head. The officers looked at her with deep frowns.

“My name is Shin Hati. I was sent up here by my master to make sure you couldn’t send a distress call to Home One. Do it.”

The lieutenant left in charge of the captain’s chair hesitated. Then, she grabbed her blaster and aimed it at Shin.

“What kind of trap is this?”

“Not a trap. Only the Fate of the Galaxy is at stake. Send the distress call. When they arrive, I want to speak with General Syndulla.”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53969356/chapters/136614448

A Kiss is Worth a Thousand Words - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I have posted a new addition to my Ahsoka season 2 and beyond series. This time it's a wedding! Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole story the link will be at the end!

A garland of flowers wrapped around the old comms tower, the most colors its outside had ever seen. Chairs had been set in front of it, facing a flower arch. A single alley in the center allowed the guests to find their seats. As the live band played off to the side, each chair was taken over, and the crowd was growing impatient.

The Ghost was parked at the edge, behind the chairs. Jacen scurried between the guests and stepped into the ship, climbing the ladder two ranks at a time to get to the living room, where Ezra was seating behind the table on the old leather seats. He was wearing a tan suit with a medal on an orange ribbon around his neck. It had been a gift from Hera for the ceremony, since there had been no medals when he fought in the rebellion. He was reclined on the seats. When Jacen arrived, out of breath, wearing the same suit as him but smaller, he smiled at him.

“You alright bud?”

“Where is Sabine?” Jacen panted out.

“Her room.”

He ran down the hall to Sabine’s old room. Finding the door shut, he knocked.

“Sabine?”

“What is it?” she asked from the other side.

“Everyone is waiting for you to begin.”

“What?”

She opened the door finally and stepped past him, walking to the living room. As she stepped in, Ezra whistled.

“Very dashing.”

She ignored his comment and looked at the clock. She let out a sigh of relief.

“We said the wedding started at 5. It’s not 5 yet. Tell people to shut th…” she stopped herself when she remembered Jacen was in the room with them. “Tell them to have some patience. We’ll start at 5 like we said.”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53863660

Hard Valentine's Day Night - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! I just posted a Valentine's Day special of our favorite ladies. It's a Modern AU where Sabine is a bounty hunter and Shin's a bouncer at a bar. Here is the beginning and if you want to read the whole story, the link will be at the end!

Sabine didn’t do Valentine’s Day. She had no one to celebrate it with, because she had work to do. So, on Valentine’s Days, she worked. She didn’t see a problem with that. It wasn’t pathetic, it was pragmatic. And it’s not like she was the only one. The bartender worked. The little band on the scene worked. The cute bouncer outside worked. There was no reason she couldn’t work either.

She finished her drink and turned to the man in the chair across from her. He wasn’t ogling her anymore, staring instead at a pair of young women near the bar. If she didn’t conclude their date swiftly, she might lose him. She leaned in her chair so her hand touched his thigh and, pretending to be drunker than she was – her cocktail looked like a strawberry daiquiri but it was nothing but sugar in liquid form – she shouted over the music:

“Do you want to get out of here?”

The man’s attention snapped back to her. He had the shadow of a beard that looked scratchier than her cat’s clawing post. He smirked and she held in the urge to roll her eyes.

“Sure, where do you want to go?”

“My car’s just outside.”

She stood up, taking his big sweaty hand in hers to drag him out of the bar. Thankfully, he complied. They left the pink balloons and romantic songs and walked outside into the fresh February air. There was still a short line to get inside, and the cute bouncer was still at the door. Sabine had never seen her before, either because she was new or because she didn’t work on Friday and Saturday nights when Sabine worked the most.

Her date grabbed her by the waist to pull her close, making her stumbles as her attention snapped away from the blonde with those sad green eyes and back to the man.

“Let’s go to my car instead,” he said, taking her toward the other direction.

She didn’t budge, planting her platform boots into the concrete. She tried to pull him toward her car once more.

“No, my car’s right over there. Come on.”

He chuckled, as if amused by her drunken antics.

“But you’re too drunk to drive. We’ll take my car.”

His grip on her hip became more insistent. Before he could bruise her, she leaned into him again.

“But we can’t take your car,” she said, dropping the slurring.

He didn’t notice right away. They never did.

“Why not?”

“Because it was impounded half an hour ago.”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53786719

Wolfwren headcanon that I don't know how to turn into a fanfiction:

Shin and Sabine are playing sabacc. Every round they lose, they have to take off a piece of clothing (like strip poker basically). First one naked loses.

Sabine thought she was going to win if she wore her armor.

Shin spent her entire childhood and teenage years around mercenaries, pilots, smugglers and the like. She is a beast at sabacc.

By the time Sabine is naked with only her helmet on, she finally admits defeat.

Fury to end All Furies - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! Here is a new addition to the Ahsoka season 2 and Beyond series, about a mission gone wrong and featuring a special guest! Here is an extract and you can find the link to the first part of two at the end!

When darkness fell over the city, Shin left their hotel room and took a turn of the neighborhood. Sabine was on the rooftop of their hotel to watch the sky. The second moon was on the rise already. If their intel were correct, then the cargo would leave the city when the third moon rose. That mysterious cargo had been tracked by New Republic spies over multiple planets. It was changed location often. Hera suspected their owner was onto them and wouldn’t bring it home. She was done playing games. She wanted the cargo taken and its smugglers captured. If it contained weapons, just as she suspected, it might take them one step closer to dismantling another remnant of the Empire.

Shin kept her hood up as she slithered through the crowd. Workers enjoying a drink after a hard day in the mines. Regulars already half a drink away from sleep. Young people going to the neon bathed clubs. She walked past them like a ghost, gaze scanning for anything suspicious. So far, nothing. She walked toward the shipyard, where small shuttles were being refurbished for new service.

“No sign of trouble yet,” she said.

“Want to get a drink afterward?” Sabine suggested.

“Mission first.”

“Of course. We can celebrate after.”

Sabine’s voice was low. It sent shivers to the base of Shin’s spine, unravelling her focus.

“After,” Shin replied, like a promise.

She heard the faint sound of a grappling firing and knew Sabine had changed location, moving closer to the shipyard. The rest of the crowd was none the wiser. Ahead, someone inserted coins into a music box and drumbeats flooded the street. Shin walked past and down a set of stairs. The shipyard was in sight.

“I see something,” Sabine said.

Shin stopped around a dim corner, the streetlight above pale with age.

“Define something.”

“Movement.”

Shin pushed herself away from the wall and walked faster toward the shipyard. Music lingered behind her. Now that the workday was over, the path to the shipyard was empty.

“This isn’t good.”

Shin picked up speed.

“What are you seeing?”

“They’re moving the cargo already. Toward a small ship. I thought the third moon didn’t rise for another hour.”

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53598448/chapters/135676210

The Search for Wyrd - a Wolfwren fanfiction

A/N: Hello everyone! This is the beginning of the first chapter of my new fic, a sequel to "The Witching Hour". If you want to read the whole chapter, the link will be at the end! Enjoy :)

Shin remembered jumping in puddles after the rain and watching how the light shattered under her feet; the reflection of the nearby storefront interrupted, then, as the puddles became placid again, appearing as solid as the real thing. She remembered breaking a lightbulb of the already poorly maintained streetlights by kicking a ball too hard, and running home before anyone could spot the culprits, a gaggle of children laughing off their mistake. She remembered following her mother around the stalls, gathering ingredients for supper and ingredients for potions. Rarely had a place held so many memories for her, but as she walked down the busy streets of Swanpond, it all came flooding back.

Shin let her feet take her, as if after all this time they still remembered her way home. The stores had changed. Some of the houses looked the worst for wear. Time had taken its toll, added a few cables arching over the street, a few cracks in the walls and a few stains on the windows. Shin thought she would have to pull her map out, when, all too soon, she was standing in front of the right building.

Her heart skipped a beat in her chest, making her light-headed. What were the odds of her mother still living in that basement, waiting for her, after eighteen years? She could be anywhere in the galaxy. But a flicker of hope still nestled in her brain. Perhaps she had spent too much time with Sabine. With anxiousness in her chest and more optimism that she usually allowed herself, Shin walked up to the door and knocked.

“Coming, coming…”

The door opened to an old Weequay woman wrapped in a teal shawl. She looked up at Shin with a frown. Though Shin recognized her, she had forgotten her name. She remembered only that her mother had specifically instructed her no leave the old woman alone, lest she kick them out.

“Can I help you?”

“I’m looking for a Zabrak woman. Her name is Wyrd. She lived here last I heard.”

“You a client?”

“Not exactly.”

The old woman continued to stare Shin down with a deep frown, the folds of her leathery skin almost covering her eyes.

“She’s not in trouble, is she? She was a good tenant for many years, I’d hate it if she got into trouble.”

“No, she’s not…” Shin paused as she caught up to what the woman had said. “She’s not here anymore?”

Her heart seemed to stop then, to compensate, start up like a furious horse. Her hopes dashed against the ground of Coronet City. The woman hesitated another second. Then, finally, she opened the door wider.

Full Story Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53409133/chapters/135179428