In the week that followed Anna's speedy recovery, Luke continued to get stronger with his Force abilities, while she also practiced a little bit. Yoda was constantly dividing his attention between both of them, but unlike Luke, Anna was not so close-minded when it came to using the Force. Exhausted, maybe, but never disheartened.
Yoda was very pleased with how fast she was able to pick up the skills when it came to learning. Even though she felt a little bit uncomfortable doing the physical aspects of the training, she seemed to get over it after she realized that her injuries would not hold her back. There were marks that would scar her for life; there was one on her left shoulder that would never fade, but she accepted that.
Luke often commented to her about her bravery. He still slept close to her incase she suddenly fell back into a state of complete shock or some other physical thing. She had shown her strength, and had impressed both Yoda in Luke in different, yet very similar ways.
"Concentrate," Yoda said as Anna began to levitate the stones once more. Luke was watching, taking a break from his training. He never seemed to mind watching Anna as she too worked through the stages of becoming a Jedi. She didn't realize it, but she was powerful, and both Yoda and Luke could see it. Her concentration didn't once falter as she held herself up on her arms. She blew out a breath, letting the stone fall lightly to the ground. As soon as she was sure that it was firmly placed, she let her legs fall back down to the ground, and flipped herself up so that she was standing straight. She brushed her curly brown hair away from her face and sighed. It was obvious that the training was taking a lot out of her, and she could last very long while she was standing on her arms since they had taken a beating in the landing.
"Good," Yoda praised, and she smiled, taking a few deep breaths. It was in that instant when Luke shot up from the log, his eyes filled with panic and terror. "My friends!" he cried out, and ran over to his X-wing that had been pulled out of the swamp by Yoda after Luke had doubted himself. Anna looked over at him in disbelief, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Luke," she said firmly, walking over to him. "What is it?"
"My friends are in pain," he said quickly, and searched his face for any sort of giveaway as to what he was thinking. "I have to go and save them."
Yoda was quick to speak up. "Go now, and your training will mean nothing," he said, but Luke could only shake his head as he quickly suited up for flight.
"I can't just leave them there," Luke said. "They're my friends!"
Anna sighed and slowly walked away from him, wrapping her arms around her torso. Her gaze was low as she walked back to Yoda, where he sat on the fallen log. "Go with him, you must," Yoda said. "No other way off this planet, there is." She nodded and looked back at Luke, who seemed to be preparing for takeoff. "You're going to need to make room in there," she said, walking over to the X-wing. He put his helmet on and she ascended the ladder. He pointed to a small compartment behind his seat that she would barely be able to fit in, but she had no other choice. Yoda watched with sad eyes as they prepared to take off. Anna only returned the gaze once before the ship came to life.
This was just filler for the next chapter that I'm writing. Sorry it's so short, but I promise that the next one will be long. Thanks for being patient :)