Arez deflected the blaster fire with excellent skill and precision; That was why her saber was golden. Because she was so strong with the light side. She had a true connection that Ezra knew could never be corrupted, not that the Imperials hadn't tried.
He still remembered what Kanan had said when Arez had gotten her crystal.
They all stood in the temple, Ezra's hand was open, showing Kanan the blue crystal he had received. Then Arez had opened her closed hand to show him her's as well.
His eyes went wide. "That's amazing!" his voice had sounded very surprised.
Her face lit with confusion. "What is?" Arez asked
Kanan smiled. "Gold Kyber crystals are very rare, and are only found by the strongest light side users."
"Really?" she stared down at the little gem in her palm, wondering how such a small thing could mean so much.
She had improved so much in the Jedi way in the last month, even outshining him. He would be lying to himself if he said he wasn't the slightest bit jealous.
He wondered if Kanan was more proud of Arez than of him...
Wherever Kanan was, he was sure that he wasn't thinking that.
Kanan sat up with a gasp, waking from his sleep. He could sense Hera asleep in the bunk above, and Sabine, Zeb, Tory, and Hannah asleep in their rooms. He calmed down slightly, but knew that Ezra and Arez were out in the forest.
He ran a hand through his sweat-drenched hair, sighing. Then he remembered the dream...
He had had this dream every night since they had met the larger rebellion, but it was different this time.
He and his master stood in the clearing, the hot sun beating down. The light breeze kicked up dust, and carried a smell like metal, dirt, and smoke.
He knew this dream well, too well. But something was different. He had expected them to be surrounded by clone troopers with their guns trained on their faces, but instead, a shadowy black armor-clad figure stood before them, it's mechanical breathing echoed. In his right hand, he held a red lightsaber, pulsing and vibrating, it's hum was numbing in his ears.
His master, Depa, stepped forward and ignited her emerald green saber, and instantly engaged combat with the figure. Their sabers clashed, then locked. She looked at him, her eyes were exactly as he remembered them. Full of pain.
"Caleb, Run!" she yelled.
He hadn't wanted to run, to let his master fall, but he turned and fled, running faster than he ever had before.
That had been the day he left the Jedi order. The day his master fell. But there was something strange about that shadowy figure. It's presence... The anger... The fear... The hate...
He hadn't sensed a presence like that since... The Clone Wars...
That's right! I had Kanan and Hera share a cabin. Well, I mean, it made logical sense, since they needed more room, but if there isn't Kanera in season 4, I'm gonna flip.