AKwxlady Obi Wans Daughter Part one Chapter twelve

“Where’s Cherral?” Ki’tia asked, looking around the strange room. She knew he couldn’t be in here, he wouldn’t fit, but maybe he was outside, waiting for her. “He’ll want to know I’m better,” she added, starting to rise. Yoda placed a strange hand on her and held her down.

“Back to Kashyyk,” Yoda answered, “Cherral gone has. Rest need you. Be still, now.” Ki’tia laid back down, but she didn’t close her eyes. She watched the little man go to the fire and pour some liquid from a kettle into a cup. He brought the cup to her. “Drink, drink,” he ordered, holding the cup out to her.

Ki’tia took the cup, “Thank you,” she said, and she took a sip. The liquid was bitter, but it tasted like one of her mother’s medicinal teas. She nodded at Yoda, then continued to drink the tea.

“Better make you, it will,” Yoda said, pointing at the cup and encouraging her to drink more.

“I know,” Ki’tia replied. “It’s very much like my mother’s healing tea. She added mint. It tasted better and the mint helps the healing, too.”

“Hrmp, mint,” Yoda mumbled. “Hrmp. Already making changes. Hrmp. Mint. Hrmp.” Yoda said all this while poking around his little house, looking in various jars. Finally, he returned to Ki’tia, “No mint. Drink. Drink.”

“Oh, no, it’s fine without the mint,” she said, quickly taking a big drink out of her cup. She finished the tea and handed the cup back to Yoda. Ki’tia started to get up and Yoda put his hand on her head.

“Too soon it is for you to rise,” he said. Yoda closed his eyes and let the Force flow into Ki’tia. Her eyes closed as he put her into a healing trance.

Yoda woke Ki’tia the next morning with more of the healing tea and a bowl of porridge. “Time to eat,” he said, helping her to sit and handing her the bowl. “Eat, eat.”

Ki’tia took a bite of the porridge and asked, “Would you happen to have any honey, please?”

Yoda flattened his ears and looked at her over his own bowl. “Honey, hey.” He sat down his bowl and got up. He rummaged through several cupboards, then returned to her with a covered pot and spoon. He handed them to her saying, “Honey, hey.”

“Thank you,” Ki’tia said taking the pot and spoon. She added a small dab of honey to her porridge and to her tea, then smiled at Yoda and handed the pot, with the spoon in it, back to him. Yoda took the pot, looked at his own bowl of porridge, added a dab of honey to his bowl, and then put the pot on a counter. He sat back down and resumed eating with his ears back at their normal position.

After breakfast, Ki’tia asked, “Now that I am better, will I return to Kashyyyk? Is Cherral coming back for me?”

“No,” Yoda replied. “Stay here you will. Train you I will in the ways of the Force and the Jedi.”

“But, I can’t be a Jedi!” Ki’tia rebutted. “I am A’nir.”

“Question Yoda’s wisdom do not child!” Yoda replied sternly. “Learn you will the discipline of the Jedi. Help you to deepen your connection to the Force. Later, when your Force is stronger, together the Force lead us it will, to one who will train you in the A’nir.”

“There is another A’nir?” Ki’tia asked, excited. “Where? When can I go to her?”

“Not go,” Yoda answered. “A’nir not here,” he reached out and pinched the girl. “A’nir in the Force. You see, in time, with training, you see A’nir.”

Ki’tia was not sure what Yoda was talking about, but she was determined to train as hard as it took to see this A’nir in the Force.

Six months after Ki’tia started training with Master Yoda, Cherral returned to Dagobah. Yoda and Ki’tia both sensed his approach. “Guide his ship to landing, Ki’tia,” Yoda said motioning to the sky with his walking stick.

Ki’tia knew Cherral’s life was in her hands. How many times had Yoda told her, “Do or do not, there is no try?” She knew she could do this. She took a deep breath and drew the Force within her. She pictured Cherral’s ship in her mind, then saw it flying through the clouds. She felt it being buffeted by the winds and felt Cherral’s unease at the roughness of the approach. She held out her hands and felt the ship’s course smooth. Ki’tia sensed Cherral relax. She took another deep breath and started the descent to the landing area.

“Cherral, the final landing will make,” Yoda said. “You have done very well.” Ki’tia released the ship, and she and Yoda went to meet Cherral.

When the Wookiee descended the ramp from his ship, Ki’tia ran into his arms. “Cherral! Cherral! I’m so happy to see you!” she exclaimed. “I did it, Cherral. I guided your ship in with the Force. It wasn’t Master Yoda this time. It was me!” Cherral looked at Yoda, who nodded. Cherral gave a hearty Wookiee laugh and threw Ki’tia up into the air. He caught her and they both laughed, even Yoda smiled at the reunion of the two friends.

Cherral brought a bag with Ki’tia’s clothes and other personal items. He also brought her basket with food from several of the Wookiee families. “Let’s have a picnic by your ship,” Ki’tia suggested, knowing Cherral would never fit inside Yoda’s house to share dinner with them. “I can show you some of what Master Yoda has been teaching me.” During dinner Ki’tia moved objects with the Force and called some of the local animals to come sit beside her and Cherral. Even the great beast of the swamp surface at Ki’tia’s command to greet Cherral.

After dinner Cherral explained he had to return to Kashyyyk immediately, or he would be missed by the Imperials. “Send for you I will when time it is for Ki’tia to return to Kashyyyk,” Yoda said. “Several years will it be before she is ready, but safe she will be here with me.” Ki’tia was holding Cherral’s paw and now she looked up at her best friend.

“I have much to learn from Master Yoda,” she said. “I will return to the People of the Trees as soon as I am ready. I promise.” She lifted her arms and Cherral picked her up into a Wookiee hug. He held his smallest Wookiee for a moment, then sat her down and quickly boarded his vessel. Ki’tia waved as the ship took off.

“A great honor it is,” Yoda said looking at the girl, “for the Wookiees to care so much for a human child. Touched their hearts, you have.”

“They’ve touched my heart, too, Master Yoda.”

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