Ta'quey could also hear the marching of boots, in a rhytem. Just the sound of boots marching brought him anger, he could probably kill all of them easily! A few nicely placed chops and they would all be dead, but people would surely notice... The Clones also brought him fear, he didn't want to relive the temple massacure again.

He followed Kal, the sounds of marching growing closer. Where they following them? Did they know that he was a Jedi? Ta'quey placed his hand on his pocket, where his saber was hidden. That calmed him a bit, but fear was still overcomming him. He remebered the words of Master Yoda, when he was little. He wasn't supposed to fear anything. Just remebering Yoda was sad, maybe he was killed. Maybe he escaped.

Ta'quey ajusted his hood, now reaching his fore-head. He hopped and hopped they wouldn't reconize him as a Jedi, or even reconize him at all.

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