"Where is he," someone boomed in the house of Kyrimount. Walon Vau had come back from a mission that he, unfortunately, had to leave his constant companion, Mird the strill, behind. He had just come back...and heard that something had happened to him.

As soon as he found out...that's when he raised his voice. Skirata felt his headache, that had immediately started after the accident, worsen.

"It's fine, Walon! Mird's FINE! Nothing terrible hap-," some tried to yell over him but was cut short

"WHERE IS HE," he boomed even louder making man in front of grit his teeth at the volume.

"QUIT YELLING AND I'LL TAKE YOU TO HIM," he yelled back over him. The tall man glared at him evilly, but fell quiet. Skirata took in a breath and crossed his arms. Vau never yelled. To be more precise, nobility never yelled. Just went to show how much Vau cared for the animal.

Skirata mentally winced.

"It's not very bad," he grumbled, scrubbing his head,"He's just not-"

Don't," Vau cut him off again, hissing dangerously,"Don't you DARE sugarcoat it, Skirata. What happened to Mird."

Skirata stared down at his boot, glaring at it as if it could fix everything but wouldn't. He sighed and looked back up to Vau's enraged face

"Follow me."

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"Mird," Vau said when he stepped inside of his own room. A few turns and corners and he knew where Skirata was leading him. He had arrived some long strides before him. He should've known if something went wrong, Mird would come here if he wasn't around.

The room was silent beside a small scuffle near the bed. Vau turned to it.

"Mird? Where are you? Come here, Mir'ika," he said a bit softer.

A small whimpering sound came around the bed and Vau kneeled down to call again,"Mir'ika, come here."

Skirata watched with him as something moved on the other side of the bed. He didn't blame the poor barve. This was something...well, he didn't know that it could REALLY happen.

A shift of movement after a moment of silence said the command was being obeyed. A wobbly hand appeared from the corner of the bed before a mess of long dirty blonde hair and a human body followed. More specifically, a FEMALE human body. The person crawled over, using her hands and feet, moving with the ease of one who had been doing it for a long time. She moved over and sat down at Vau's feet as if she were an animal sitting on its haunches. Vau stared down at the person before whirling around to look at Skirata.

"Ne shab'run'ii," he snarled. Skirata stared back grimly.

"I'm not messing with you, Walon," he said tiredly,"No joke. We were working on one of the girls, Mird scrambled in and got injected with one of their DNA...a few hours later..."

He gestured to the woman sitting at his comrade's feet, dressed in a shirt that could be counted as a dress on her. Vau turned back to look at her, still not believing what he was seeing.

"Mird," he asked quietly. The woman's head fell to the side a little before coming to the center again and slowly lifted up to look at him...

And fixed him with a bright golden gaze he'd know in any form

This is just something that popped into my head as I was reading Republic Commando...I couldn't resist XD

Tell me what you think!

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