In the next morning
"You're leaving? Arizana, why?" exclaimed Daaron, one of Arya's friends.
"So that I can become a Jedi!" Arya answered. "I'll be away for very long. It's not easy."
"Noo, Arizana, don't leave! We'll miss you!" Miriel exclaimed and clung to Arya. "Don't leave, don't leave! I won't let you leave!"
Arya tried to tear her friend's strong grip away. Tears started to form to her eyes as she summoned the strength of her conviction to her voice – or at least tried to. "If I want to become a Jedi, I have to go, Miriel. And I really want to become a Jedi. Let me go, Miriel. Please."
"No, no, no!" Miriel shouted. Seer Ni'Dea, who had come to say her goodbyes to Jedova, walked closer to the children and said, "Miriel, there are things which can't be stopped. Do you want to stop Arya from doing something she truly wants to do?"
"No, but Arizana belongs here, with us! She can't go!" Miriel said. "She can't, she can't, she can't!"
"Miriel! Let me go!" Arya exclaimed, tears flowing out of her eyes. "This is my choice!"
Miriel shook her head. The Seer sighed, kneeled next to the girls and released Miriel's grip carefully.
"I hate you!" Miriel shouted at Arya's face and ran away, crying. Arya closed her eyes, trying to stop her tears from running anymore. It was in vain.
"It'll be okay," Ni'Dea said calmly and looked at the children. Goodbyes had been said. "Let's go now, Arya."
Arya nodded, sniffing, and walked alongside the Seer to the trio which would leave with her to this trip.
"Were there problems?" Arak asked.
"Poor Miriel took it very badly," Seer Ni'Dea told. Arak nodded while Jedova could not help wondering if taking Arya away was the right thing to do. Nevertheless, he knew that he had to trust the girl's will to go and become a Jedi.
"Is everything ready now?" Tureq asked, masking his pain of seeing his sister cry with calmness.
"The supplies and campfire materials are aboard," Arak notified. "We don't need anything else, right?"
"Not at least on my behalf," Jedova answered.
"Good, then we can go," Tureq noted, mounted his Breko and looked at the Seer. Arak helped Arya on his own Breko and mounted too. Jedova mounted the Breko which had been saddled for him. The Breko snorted, irritated by the saddle.
"Acheko, Ply, iski koere plaaren Jedi pliken ichipa. Kee lira nioko echen Breko." Sorry, Ply, but you have to put up with that Jedi Master on your back. He hasn't ridden a Breko before, Arak said and patted the Breko's beak. Ply showed its line of sharp teeth in response and Arak drew his hand away.
"May the Ancients guard you on your journey, and you, Arya Deinden and Jedova Wang, always in the future," Seer wished.
"Thank you, Seer," Tureq said.
"Chaarei heiero, tokemen ichi plekon." May the Ancients guard you, Seer and all of the tribe, Arya wished in Veledosian.
"Thank you for everything you did for me. I'm forever grateful," Jedova said, bowing as much as he could on Ply.
"Don't mention it," the Tribe Seer said serenely. "Now go. Have a safe journey."
"Let's go then! Plokeena!" Tureq shouted. The Brekos left with their riders.
"Chaarei, mirikana mekei." Ancients, please tell me that I did the right thing, Ni'Dea whispered to the wind as the riders disappeared from her view. She turned to leave for the village center to inform the tribe about Arya's departure for Jedi training.
/Author's note: Star Wars (c) Lucasfilm, any characters you cannot find on Wookieepedia, Veledos, Veledosians and their language (c) Me/
