Who are Rey's parents? This is my answer.

Zeb sat on the wood floor of his house, playing with a giggling toddler. The young lasat tried crawling away from her father as he pulled out a brush to remove her stray green fur. He laughs, "come back here, you fuzzball. Daddy's gonna get ya." their game lasted only a minute before a knock came to the front door. He scoops her up and answers, "yeah, what is it?"

the lasat standing there held a grave look on his face, "the child and the warrior have been called for, she is dying."

Zeb turns to his kitchen, "honey! Please take Riena, I need to go."

His wife comes over and takes the now unhappy girl, "what's wrong?"

"I'll tell you later." he quickly leans his forehead on hers then dashes out the door.

Kallus watches his students in their combat practice. "Corvin, control your swing! Nek, your left flank is open! Frow, stop cowering! Rand, don't..." someone taps on his shoulder. "yes?"

a distressed lasat stood there, "you have been summoned, she is dying."

he turns to the class, "stop, class dismissed!" he then follows him to the sickness hut.

"They are here wise one."

"let me see them." she orders feebly.

The curtain is pulled back allowing Zeb and Kallus to enter. She smiles at them, "ah, the child and the warrior, I have a message for you." she points at Zeb, "you are the child no longer, "she coughs, "he is to go alone. You must stay." she coughs again and points to Kallus, "Warrior, you must leave."

"but, I have so much to do here..."

"no!" cough, "the warrior and the hunter must get the girl. She is the hope of the future. Now go! A ship is coming for you." she coughs once more as the light fades from her eyes, "go."

a doctor pulls the sheet over her as they watch. They leave with sadness and confusion. Outside Kallus turns to Zeb, "this is the first time anyone has bothered to explain that I'm the warrior."

"I thought it was obvious."

"then who's the hunter?"

"Karabast if I know."

he frowns, thinking. The silence lasts until they reach Zeb's house. His wife opens the door, "what happened?"

"mother is dead and Kallus is supposed to leave. I can't go with him."

she sits shocked, "why?"

he rubs the back of his neck, "the Warrior and the Hunter must get the Girl."

"oh," she sits quietly, then as something to do, "well, if he's leaving then he can't look like that."

"look like what?" Kallus asks, holding Riena in the doorway. A five year old boy lasat walks through and raids the fruit bowl.

"well, after six years, your hair is kind of long."

Zeb jokes, "yeah, any longer and you'll trip over it."

"very funny, but yes, if I am leaving then I do need to look presentable."

"good." thirty seconds later the scissors clipped away.

"do you want to know something?"

"yes, what?" she clips behind his right ear.

"if it wasn't for a mirror than I would have asked out a female lasat."

she laughs, sounding forced. He could see her fight the emotions clawing their way out. He stops her, "I can cut my own hair, you go talk to Zeb."

she nods and he hears her cry on Zeb. He focus' on his task, pushing his own grief down until he was done. The boy leans over and picks up the fallen strands. The look on his face was surprised confusion.

"yes, Rand?"

"why are you cutting your fur?"

"I'm leaving and I wanted to look good."

"your... leaving?"

"yes."

"when are you coming back?"

"I don't know. I might not."

"why?"

"I was told to."

"I don't do anything I'm told."

"I know. Look, you can keep some if you want. That way a small part of me is still here."

"gross."

"it's called sentiment."

"does that have anything to do with smell?"

"maybe. While I'm gone can you do something for me?"

"what?"

"you know my tree?"

"yeah."

"keep it alive."

"okay." he pouts.

"now go, I'll make something for you out of all this. Then bring me the shedding brush."

"okay."

a few days later a ship arrived, expelling Hondo and Ahsoka. "ah, Kallus! You look much the same as I last saw you! Ah, Zeb! You look like a very very lucky man. They are yours of course."

"yes." Zeb growls. His wife laughs.

"just being sure." Hondo tosses his hands up.

"hello Zeb, it is good to see you." Ahsoka hugs him.

"you too."

"Kallus, are you ready?"

"yes." he tosses his bag over his shoulder and smiles at the family waving. The hair bracelet bouncing on Rand's arm. He looks down on his own thoroughly washed lasat fur bracelet. Hondo clamps his hand on Kallus' other shoulder, "no little ones of your own eh? You're in good company my friend."

Kallus rolls his eyes.

"by the way, why is the children's fur green?"

"to hide in the trees, it changes when they get older."

"ah! Camouflage, very good."

they enter and the ship takes off, to the amazement of the children.

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If I'm getting descriptive, that's what happens when I read a book.