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violetjedisylveon · 1 year ago

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The Search Begins

Summary: Clone Force 99, and Rex lands on the Spælf homeworld of Cxylor in search of the Jedi Cid pointed them too. A meeting with civilian Loth-Werewolves shows them how little they actually know about what they are.

Word count: 3.7k

Warnings: mentions of blood, self harm, child harm, swearing, implied self hate and self deprecation.

A/N: Hello! I'm back with Omega still not having a good time, funny what repression of a key part of you will do, right?

Happy last day of pride month🌈, but tomorrow begins disability pride month! Fuck yeah!

Caoimhe Peli(oc) here!

Bad Batch werewolf AU link here.

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Naylaz got to the shop early in the morning, enjoying the cool air and the sparkle of morning dew on everything. She pulled her hair into a short ponytail with her bandana before heading it.

She was always the first, despite being almost the youngest of her siblings, she was an early riser and enjoyed the peace of the mornings.

She got straight to work setting up the shop for all her siblings' various uses, they wouldn't all be here today, it would be too chaotic if they were. Someone was always missing, a lot were missing today with offworld or other town business, maybe visiting some of the aunts and cousins.

Today it would just be herself, her niece Caoimhe, and her two older sisters, Dulcé, an amazing baker, and Zarol, an excellent woodworker, they worked on opposite ends of the shop. Caoimhe would help them both when she got back from school, which would be about noon. She would handle check outs and their handcrafted weapons, she doubted she'd have much time, but maybe she could eek out a bit to teach Caoimhe a bit more on weapon crafting, the girl absolutely loved it, almost as much as spending hours in her studios working on whatever she fancied.

It would be a good day.

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Omega stared at the speck of purple in the meadow behind them as it got smaller. She hadn't gotten much of a look at it, the colors had caught her eye just as the ship began to swerve away.

She felt eyes on her… like whatever was down there was staring at her too.

Her brothers' voices drew her attention, she peeked her head out from her makeshift room. They were going somewhere, she assumed they were there now, but she hadn't been told where or why yet.

Rex was with them though.

She retreated into her room at the sound of footsteps. Her stupid ears wouldn't go away, they were starting to hurt from her band on them. So much so she was considering not wearing the band, but a little voice chided her for such thoughts. She caught Tech's scent outside her room.

"Omega, we are going to be landing soon." He told her.

She didn't say anything and was disappointed when he didn't just walk away.

"And we'll need you to come out with us." He added.

She squeaked and tucked herself into the blanket cave she'd constructed over the course of the trip. She didn't want to leave the safety of the ship. She heard Tech shuffle and type something on his datapad.

"Would knowing about this planet before we land incentivize you to come out?" He asked her.

"Mhm." She nodded.

"The planet we are landing on is called Cxylor. It's a very nice planet with four seasons, the natives are Spælves and they do a remarkable job at living harmoniously with nature. Their architecture is designed so plants can grow and thrive on it, if it's not already built into a tree. There are large forests of many kinds, some have massive trees in them that Spælf families carve and build their homes into, and there are many trees that are smaller, girth wise, and easier to climb closer to open space like the meadows, plateaus and beaches. The water is pleasantly cool and it doesn't go down terribly deep like Kamino, new land masses can form easily and the planet has very colorful beaches." He paused so she could take in the information.

"We are going to a village in the middle of a plateau meadow, you can see the ocean from it, this one has an orange beach, I think you'll like it. The people are nice here, Spælf are friendly towards Loths, the one we are going to see is Loth." Tech said.

Omega peeked out of her blankets and found Tech peeking into her room. He smiled at her, no teeth, and motioned for her to come out. She grabbed her cape, pulling it tight around her ears, and crawled out of her room. She latched on to Tech's hand once she was out.

Her eyes found the calming blue waters contrasted with peachy orange sands, just like Tech said through the windshield.

"It's so pretty." She whispered.

"It is aesthetically pleasing." Tech agreed.

She giggled a bit, then her eyes landed on the settlement in the meadow and her anxiety returned.

She held onto Tech's tail for comfort, he gave her a little, hesitant pat.

Everything's gonna be fine. She willed herself to believe it.

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Naylaz heard the desk bell ring, she grunted and shifted her load from one arm to another.

"Just a minute!" She called.

She was glad to not hear any annoyance from the customers. The day had gone great, Caoimhe hadn't caused any trouble since getting here and had been mostly glued to Dulcé's side as she made a syrup infused bread that was smelling heavenly about now. There was steady but not overwhelming foot traffic outside, and no entitled customers had bothered her today.

It was all good.

The bell rang again, someone had short patience. She grunted and decided to just take her load with her to the front to attend to the customer.

"Coming!" She called out.

She set the overflowing basket down on the front counter and pushed it, and what had spilled out of it, aside.

"What can I do for you?" She asked before getting a good look at the customers.

Six people dressed in what looked like clone armor were crowded around the front desk. She saw a tiny hint of red and leaned over a smidge to see what it was.

A small girl, no older than Caoimhe, with a red hood pulled tightly over her head looked up at her nervously. Though she was doing her best to hide it, Naylaz knew the girl was Loth, she could see the characteristic nose even if she saw nothing else. The girl was nervous, but Naylaz knew a scared Loth child wasn't to be tested and opted not to comment on it.

She gave the girl a smile then looked back to the girl's pack.

An odd pack it was, they were all male, most Loth packs had a variety of genders. One's without it had usually suffered some tragedy beforehand. However, the armor told her there was another reason for their pack's make-up.

The girl seemed to grow more nervous by the second, and Naylaz smelled blood on her. It wasn't quite the same as menstrual blood, but she figured it needed mentioning, discreetly so she didn't embarrass the poor girl to death.

"Do you need a pad, sweety?" She asked.

The girl's nose turned slightly pink and she shook her head. Most of her pack seemed confused by the question. She safely assumed they were clones.

Naylaz turned her full attention to the girl's pack.

"What do you need?" She asked, angling her ears forwards as she leaned on the counter.

"Are you Naylaz Peli?" One clone, the shortest, asked.

Naylaz raised an eyebrow and tapped her name on the employee directory, which told customers who did what and where to find them.

"I'm pretty sure that's me." She said.

The girl stifled a snort.

"What can I help you with?" She asked.

The clones were bulky and took up a lot of space, luckily, no one else needed to check out right now, so she didn't need to be upfront about getting to the point.

"Well? I don't have all day." She prompted when they still didn't say anything.

"We need to talk with you about something important." The clone with white armor painted blue stated.

"Can it wait? I've kinda got a shop to run." Naylaz pointed out.

The clones shifted uncomfortably, the biggest one looked like he was in pain.

"We don't have much time." Blue & White said.

"If you have an emergency, why didn't you go to the hospital?" Naylaz asked.

"We don't exactly trust that." He said.

"Don't trust anything your bosses don't run?" Naylaz joked.

It fell flat on all but the girl. The clones looked nervous at her comment.

"You are clones, right?" She guessed.

Evidently, the clones didn't know how to act in a situation like this. Naylaz thought of a few people who would find it funny.

"If it's not an emergency, there's medical supplies and first aid in the back, Úlfr isn't here so you'll have to check everything yourself." She told them, gesturing towards the pharmacy area.

"Oh, and the establishment and it's employees are not liable for any ill effects as a result of customers not listening to our instructions on what to use." She added.

The clones still didn't move. Naylaz suppressed a sigh, customers would start complaining soon.

"I really need you to move along, a line's forming." Naylaz said politely.

"We need to talk about something very important, discreetly." Blue & White said carefully.

"This is a market front shop, it's not discreet, you want to whisper secrets, go to the bakery on the edge of town, the one with the tree that's always in bloom, wonderful place and you can talk about anything there." She advised.

"We were told to talk to you." He said.

He got an elbow from the short clone, it must've been a very sensitive topic. Naylaz leaned forward, her interest piqued.

"By who?" She asked.

The clones hesitated. Naylaz frowned and grabbed her basket.

"If you aren't going to explain yourselves, I can't help you. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a shop to run." She said, turning away from the clones towards the inventory.

"Cid sent us."

It was barely a whisper, Naylaz's frown deepened. Contact with Cid had always been spotty, Cid wasn't as entirely trustworthy, but she'd come through when needed. Now why would she send clones my way? And with a kid? She turned back around, holding the basket on her hip.

"In back, don't touch anything." She ordered.

She opened the gate to the employees only area and let them through, giving the little Loth a friendly smile as she walked by.

"Kiwi! I need you to cover the check out! I've gotta deal with something!" She shouted.

An audible groan came from her niece, but the girl dutifully made her way over. Naylaz left her basket and went to the back to speak with these clones.

All except for the youngling were standing awkwardly in the back room. The girl was currently fascinated by the terrarium with a pair of hatchling dragon snakes coiled under the light.

Naylaz dropped the storefront formality and got straight to the point.

"Spill it, what's Cid want? She need to be bailed out or did her arms get ripped off by a Wookiee again?" She asked.

"That's happened before?" One asked.

"Yeah, happens all the time, now hurry up and say it. I can't leave Kiwi at the checkout for too long." She said.

"Is this room secure?" Shorty asked.

"Yep, no Empire on the planet anyway." Naylaz answered.

The clones looked uncomfortable, perhaps they didn't actually want to tell her what was up.

"Cid told us you knew someone who could help a very unique situation. Someone with unique skills." Blue & White said quietly.

"I know lots of people, wanna narrow that down?" She suggested.

"Jedi. We are here to talk about Jedi." The tall, lanky clone said, getting straight to the point.

"Why would clones need a Jedi?" She asked, immediately skeptical.

"We have a problem and need a Jedi to help fix it, and Cid said they could help our pup over there." Shorty said.

To her, it was very clear who Cid wanted them to find, and the little pup needing help would give them some degree of security. Naylaz didn't entirely trust them.

"Why would there be a Jedi around these parts? Sure it's remote but too obvious to hide in." She paused, dark thoughts flushing her head, "Besides, didn't you kill them all?"

Apparently, that comment struck a nerve. The lanky one straight up growled at her, she growled and snarled right back.

"Don't threaten me in my territory." She warned.

It was intensely disrespectful, to be allowed into her territory and then to threaten her, especially for such a young Loth.

Blue and White one stepped up, again. He was the oldest, so he was the leader even if he wasn't fully part of this particular pack, at least until an older Loth joined them or the pup came of age.

"Your packmate needs to learn respect." She snarled.

The aforementioned Loth sneered at her, his leader put up a hand and Shorty shot him a glare.

"Yes, he does. I'm sorry about that, they don't have much experience with these situations." He apologized uneasily.

"I can tell." Naylaz snipped.

All of these clones acted like they owned any planet they set foot on. Part of that may have been due to their upbringing and lack of proper influence from other Loths, but they were so damn disrespectful and they were pups. They might look full grown but any Loth with a functioning nose could tell how old they really were.

"You lot are terrible at this." She snapped.

Apparently, this ticked off the lanky one, again. He was easy to piss off.

"We don't need your to correct our manners-"

"What manners?" She cut him off.

"Just tell us where to find the damn Jedi!" He snarled.

He just barely shifted, just a change in his face, his muzzle growing and fangs, and maybe it was just heightened emotions, but it was still a threat.

Naylaz growled and shifted, now towering above the humans. She snarled and puffed up her fur. They wouldn't get away with threatening her on her territory.

"Whoa, ma'am calm down, he didn't mean it." Scomp said, urgently trying to diffuse the situation.

"Do not order me around." She hissed.

The goggled clone elbowed his intensely disrespectful brother and stepped forwards.

"I'm so sorry about him, we really do not mean you any disrespect." He said.

Naylaz glared at the offending clone, but forced her body to relax. She didn't shift back, no, she was still determined to remind them that they were in her territory.

"Who are you really looking for? Cause I am certain there are no Jedi on Cxylor." She asked with a soft growl.

"We're looking for someone called 'Blue', Cid says you know her." Shorty said.

Naylaz examined the clones again, looking for any hint of their true intentions. Her gaze was drawn towards the small pup, she had taken one of the dragon snakes out and was playing with it. Anxiety, nervousness, fear and hate all underlined her fairly typical, although somewhat odd, pup scent. Naylaz watched the girl and her mannerisms for a few minutes, until it all clicked together.

"What's wrong with your pup?" She prompted.

The clones bristled slightly at the mention of their youngest, but wisely didn't repeat the same mistake. Shorty glanced at the oblivious pup with a guilty expression.

"We uh, we don't know." He admitted reluctantly.

Naylaz stared at him in disbelief, he didn't know? It was clear as day that something was seriously messing with the poor pup. She felt a touch of anger at the clones.

"You adopted that pup with no idea of how to care for her? Who let you become parents?!" She barked.

The pup yelped at her sudden outburst and whimpered, ducking under a table. Naylaz recognized it as a frightened baby sound, and expected the clones to have been growling and snarling at her for scaring their pup, but they weren't. It almost seemed like they didn't register the sound as the cry for help it was, or they didn't know how to respond, just casting guilty looks in her direction.

Seeing as the pup was still hiding and the clones still clueless, Naylaz took matters into her own hands. She pushed past the useless clones and knelt down to the terrified pup. She gave the girl a gentle nudge with her snout.

"Are you alright sweety?" She asked, softly purring to let the pup know she was safe.

Terrified brown eyes stared at her from the relative darkness, she saw a tuft of blond fur poking out from under the pup's oversized cape, and her snout. The girl was looking back and forth between her pack and Naylaz frantically.

Naylaz took the hint and positioned her body and tail to conceal the pup from prying eyes. She could see what the pup was so desperately trying to hide now.

All along her back were thin red scratch marks, her skin was red and irritated underneath the pulled out fur. Naylaz checked over the rest of her body for any more scratches, her legs also had those same marks.

She looked back to the pup and instantly felt so much worse for the poor girl, she was shaking so much. Naylaz cooed sympathetically, it was a gentle, comforting sound that got the pup to relax a bit.

I understand why Cid sent them here now. She thought.

She briefly wondered what had caused this pup to feel the need to tear her own fur out before her thoughts were interrupted by an unexpected intrusion.

"Auntie Nal, is someone hurt back here?" Caoimhe, her niece.

"Whoa, where are you guys from?!" She heard Caoimhe's tail thumping around excitedly.

Naylaz glanced over at her niece, the young wolf was eagerly sniffing the clones and making them very uncomfortable. While it was amusing to see hardened soldiers lurch away from a child like she was going to kill them, it wasn't necessary.

"Kiwi, can you go back to the register? I'm dealing with something." She said, giving the pup a gentle nudge with her tail.

Caoimhe didn't move, her bi colored eyes were fixed on something behind Naylaz. Before Naylaz could stop her, her niece had already approached the other pup. The pup in question was not thrilled to be spotted, she growled softly at Caoimhe.

"Are you okay? What happened to your back? How did you get hurt?!" Caoimhe asked, genuinely concerned for the other pup's safety.

Internally, Naylaz cursed herself for not getting Caoimhe out of there fast enough, her niece was kind and incredibly sympathetic, but she couldn't read a room to save her life and often said things that should have stayed quiet, she never meant to cause any harm. So despite her good intentions, the room stilled at her words.

"Hurt? You're hurt?!" Shorty exclaimed.

The rest of the pack had similar responses, but only two of them, Blue and White and Scomp, had the sense to step the fuck back and give more space.

In his shock, Shorty shifted back, the pup curled in on herself, tail pulled close to her body. The other two got too close as well. Naylaz shouldered the Loths aside to keep them from crowding the stressed pup.

"Back off, you'll only frighten her." She warned.

The stubborn clone growled at her and tried to shove past her. Naylaz gave him a low warning growl. Fights weren't good for pups to witness, she really wanted this to de-escalate quickly.

"Stand. Down." She growled.

Caoimhe suddenly yelped in pain, Naylaz whirled around to see the pup had bitten her niece's tail and had her pinned. She instantly recognized the wide eyed panic of the blond pup and knew it was a panicked fight or flight response.

"Omega!" Shorty snarled.

Instantly the pup let go and gave her packmate a terrified stare. She frantically looked around the room, sides expanding and contracting with her rapid, shallow breaths.

"Omega…" Naylaz said softly.

The pup howled at her and bolted out the exit.

Naylaz sadly watched her run away, her pack clueless on what to do but follow their pup. Blue and white stayed behind, he wasn't really one of their pack, so it made enough sense. Naylaz turned her attention to her own pup.

Caoimhe was staring after the other Loths, her tail had small spots of blood welling up. She looked at Naylaz with guilt and confusion.

"Did… did I do something wrong again…?"

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The Loth-wolf clung to the shadows as she climbed up the docking bay's walls. The ship that had snared her interest had already been investigated by any curious pups in the area, her scent would be easily hidden under all the intertwining aromas of the village. Not that she planned on getting close enough to leave her scent on anything.

She glanced around quickly, checking for the ship's owners, before approaching the edge of the docking bay. A quick sniff told her the owners were gone, she'd have to wait.

Fortunately, she didn't have to wait long.

A pup reeking with the stench of fear and shame and blood bolted from the bay entrance to the ship, quickly disappearing within. She heard a door slam shut inside.

Soon after, other Loths came, adults. The pup's parents. She assumed. They were too focused on their pup to notice her, and she easily slipped out of sight, but not out of ear shot. These had been the Loths, the pup specifically, that had intrigued her, she wanted to get a feel for the adults, she already had a good idea of how the pup was.

"She's locked herself in the fresher, she won't come out." One said.

She frowned at the troubling thought of whatever the pup could be doing in there, but forced herself to walk away. That pup had adults, a pack, to help her, while she had no one. Hard as it was sometimes, she had to prioritize herself over strangers.

So she stuck to the shadows and trotted out of town, to the edge of the forest near her friend's territory. She might as well observe this pack while they were here, and it wouldn't hurt to see some friends.

She settled down in a nice, soft patch of grass and waited for nightfall.

Right on time, at dusk, her friend and their pack made it to the border.

The Spælf pack was disheartened and upset. She caught a faint whiff of blood, mixed with guilt, from the youngest. That was certainly something she could bud into.

She rose from her resting spot and stretched her back.

"Hello there."

Four pairs of eyes landed on her, and five tails began wagging excitedly.

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Mega go CHOMP!

I like to traumatize Omega in case you haven't noticed yet. I feel bad for doing it cause I don wanna see the lil baby hurt, but I do it anyway cause it's also stupid fun.

Spælves tend to have really big families, this is amped up for the Loth Spælves with the higher chance of multiples in one pregnancy, so family, kin and community are very important to them. Another fun thing about them is when they have a kid with all parents eye colors in their eyes is when they stop having kids(they don't have too many either way), since they've had a perfect mix. Caoimhe is one of those kids, hetero chromia is the only thing hetero about her. Hetero chromia is also fairly common in Spælves, roughly 20% of them have it.

I didn't get to this but Spælves are generally red orange to yellow in skin color with splotches of cooler colors, Naylaz is orange with blue splotches, Caoimhe has purple.

Naylaz is also aro ace.

Happy pride month 🌈!

I hope you all have a good day, whatever that is for you!

VJS Out!

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