Summary: Keshal and Tranx invite Verin to join them to visit a family graveyard, but Tranx has no idea where he's going.

Fictober19: Day 2
Prompt: "Just follow me, I know the area."
Word Count: 236
Characters: Verin Ejnar/Keshal Vaak & (young) Tranx Vaak
Rated: G


Geonosis
Somewhere Off Course of Cadera Territory
3635 BBY

"Just follow me," Tranx shouted as he wove between the dense rock formations of Geonosis. "I know the area."

Verin had never been to the red planet before, but couldn't stop himself from leaning closer to Keshal. "Does he actually know where we're going?"

The woman shook her head, then thumbed over one shoulder. "The gravesite is that way."

Though Mandalorians weren't prone to burying their dead in a singular location, Clan Cadera had spent years on the surface of this world. It only made sense to create a communal graveyard to honor their fallen.

Verin waited for Keshal to correct the boy. When she didn't, Verin realized that she was more nervous about visiting her husband's resting place than he'd assumed. The reason only became apparent when she began chewing on her lip while Tranx darted about.

Slowing their walk, Verin pulled Keshal against his side and kissed her temple. "You've done him proud," he commented with as casual an air as he could manage. "Tranx is a fine boy, a tribute to his father. You have nothing to worry about."

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Keshal's lips when she patted Verin's chest plate. "Both of his fathers."

Verin flashed his cheesiest grin, but his reply faltered when Tranx rushed back to meet them. The boy skidded to a halt, kicking up a cloud of dust that made Verin sneeze and Keshal curse. When the air cleared, Tranx glared at his boots with hands on hips. He gave a heavy sigh before admitting defeat. "Fine, I'm lost, which way is it?"