For a long while Da'yeyinde and myself have been working on a fiction that deals with a distraught out cast male Yautja and his strange relationship with a human of similar fate...

A Leathal Pact

Enjoy,

Mar and Da'Yeyinde.

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“NOW WITTNESS WHAT BECOMES OF THOSE WHO DISGRACE THE HONOUR OF THE COUNCIL, WHOM THE WARRIORS OF THIS WORLD ARE BORN KNOWING…”
The faces of hundreds of Yautja, warriors, females and even children watched every movement, every breath and every grimace of his face as the whip came down on his bare back, wet blood flew every time the whip was flung back for the next strike, the disgraced male knew the council sought him to come across as weak, but deep in his heart, he knew was he had done was right. The pain was immense, but he would not cry out, he would not give them that, they stripped his honour, his stature, they took his life away, but he would not let them take his pride, not in a million years…