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Irina Jesart
Aerik had been avoiding everyone since his shift. The public nature of it had been embarrassing. He had known it would take place the next full moon, but the young pup, if he could even call himself that now, had not wanted to miss the festival on Jutrand. So many of the students from the academy were in attendance, and he had thought it would have been a great way to interact and get to know some of the others he had wanted to be friends with.
The little wolf had not given up on his hope that he could manage a friendship with the Echani twins. Something about them drew him, and while he could not place what it was, Aerik knew enough about the force he did not want to ignore it. Maybe he was overplaying his hand, but he did not know how else to be. Subtlety was not something he did well. That was Vyra’s gift. Were it not for Kole being even more forward, Aerik would be in stark contrast to his sister. As it was, he seemed to be in the middle of them both.
Tonight had come faster than he wanted it to. It was the new moon. He remembered the agreement he had made with a friend about meeting every month at the same time. There was part of him, a large part of him, that did not want to show up. He had done a decent job of avoiding her as well. Were it not for the fact the academy was a leadership academy, Aerik had even considered dropping out. Why stay when he could just apprentice with a Sith Lord and come into his own that way.
He sighed as his feet seemed to drag the rest of him to the maze. Aerik was careful, he was always careful when sneaking about, but this time a little less so. It was almost routine now. The guards did not break from their pattern or schedule.
The grass was cool against his back. Irina had not arrived yet, which was probably just as well. Aerik needed a moment to just look up at the sky on his own and just stare at the stars. Even his siblings had not been able to console whatever it was going through his mind. He knew they were next. Word would get out about them now, and the young wolf was not sure he was ready for the target it would put on all their backs. The assumption that others would see them as a threat was something he was working with.
Aerik closed his eyes. It made the world around him louder. He should have smiled when he heard her footsteps, but Aerik knew that avoiding her was going to make this meeting awkward. He stayed where he was and waited for her to sit down, or say something. Even if she wanted to yell at him for being an idiot, that was fine. The little wolf owed her an apology, and he knew it. He also needed to let her do or say what she was going to.
