"I know I could've left." I said, watching Din slowly approach me. I took a small step back to try to put some distance between us. I didn't like the way his visor was trained on mine. As I tried to move back, I felt the back of my Beskar armor press into the wall. He continued to slowly advance towards me, stopping when we were only inches apart. "So why didn't you?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Firaxa Krast is a Mandalorian Bounty Hunter. She always has been, it's in her blood. What happens when she reluctantly accepts a job with another of her kind, and a child is involved? Will they be on the run forever? Can they mend their broken bond? Or will they always be apart? Will they ever find out if they can be together? Can two distant and broken Mandalorians find their way out of the tragedies of their past, and maybe learn to love?