Fe Sun was wondering that her master even after giving birth did stay at Shili. She actually had hoped to return to the temple, to fulfil missions – just like the other Padawans and their masters were doing. But her master deemed it more useful to teach her hunting techniques and survival training. Finally she could wield her green lightsaber in a real duel with Shaak Ti instead of confining herself to a simulation console brought with her to Shili which she used during her master's pregnancy. Sometimes the two of them went for buying necessary things to bigger cities but mostly they stayed in the savannah of the dry planet.

Little Ashla did cry almost never because her grandmother used to carry her in a sling carrier on her back and Shaak Ti during the breaks of the training of Fe Sun, nursed her daughter , while Fe Sun was on her own, without knowing where her master did go.

After six months had passed, Shaak Ti left her Padawan alone in the savannah – for lone survival training – as she put it. She ought to have learnt enough and for that she should show for the next two months, if she would be able to survive on her own, Shaak Ti had explained. Then she had left, again without a word to her Padawan about where she was going to.

Shaak Ti did leave it to her mother, which lived in one of Shili's cities, to acquaint her daughter to past-nursing-nutrition. She herself had decided to use the two Fe Sun-free months to spend as much time with her daughter as possible. She did nurse her daughter after waking up and for falling into sleep and played with her some infants games.

Ashla was eight months old, when she said the word "mama" for the very first time. In this moment Shaak Ti knew that it was time for her to leave. Thus she didn't got to know, how her daughter did cry for hours because she didn't understand that the woman, she called mama and who breastfed her, at one day wasn't around anymore, because Shaak Ti had to tend to somebody else too. To somebody she had chosen by herself and for whose wellbeing she was responsible before the temple. To somebody who should fare better than her last Padawan.

Shaak Ti and Fe Sun were happy to meet again after the two months separation. The brown haired Padawan had baked a berry-cake in a self-built mud-oven to enjoy her master. Her blue eyes shone, as Shaak Ti told her how tasty the cake was.

Two years later

Master and Padawan had returned to Coruscant finally. Master Yoda was very pleased with the Padawan who passed all the tests to be knighted soon. The day came when Fe Sun could cut her Padawan-braid to make her nifty short-cut hairstyle more even. She had waited for this moment.

Her first mission led Fe Sun to Nar Shaddaa. The Hutt moon was a hub for many criminals of every kind and Fe Sun had been tasked to find the blackmailer of a senator, who turned to the Jedi for help. The contact man of the Jedi at Nar Shaddaa led Fe Sun deeper and deeper into the lanes of the loud and dirty city-moon. She got a bad feeling in her stomach, presuming a trap. But she didn't know what to do. At Shili there were no gangsters. Just traps for prey she had to bring down for her master. Now in turn, Fe Sun had a dumb feeling to be the prey herself.

It was a fine, sunny day at Coruscant, as Master Plo Koon returned from his travel from Shili. In tow he had a little three years old Togruta he had found by accident on her home planet. At least this was the version he told Luminara Unduli and Mace Windu, who did welcome the Kel Dor back in the temple. In the youngling's crèche of the temple, Ashla at first sat herself in a corner and watched what the others did do. She didn't realize, how an older Togruta did watch her through a window.

Shaak Ti knew that it was forbidden for her to establish any contact with her daughter. If ever, contact was by chance or when the Council of the Jedi would deem it necessary. She had the feeling, that Master Yoda could come out behind a curtain or out of a corner to hell her, that any further approach would be unseemly. Thus she stayed there and monitored Ashla without been noticed in turn. Her grandmother did have made Ashla similar tattoos just like those Shaak Ti had herself. With the difference, that Shaak Ti wore white tattoos on red skin, while her daughter had red tattoos on her alabaster skin. Ashla's Lekkus meanwhile were white with pale-grey stripes.

She was interrupted in her thoughts when Master Oppo Rancisis approached slithering. The Thisspiasian looked quite concerned without saying a word. Shaak Ti felt that he wanted to tell her something and that it was no good news.

"What's up, Master Rancisis?" She asked him friendly.

"Your recent Padawan did travel to Nar Shaddaa."

She looked at him without saying a word and got a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.

"Fe Sun was killed in an ambush. A female criminal Zeltron named Lyshaa is bragging everywhere to have killed a Jedi. It is such a shame!"

"A shame for whom? For Fe Sun? For the Jedi? Or for this …" She contorted her mouth without letting slip the name of the murderer of Fe Sun through her rose colored lips, while the gaze of her violet eyes was still hanging on the other Jedi master.

"Her corpse will arrive in the temple in two days and it will be burnt in the usual ceremony at eleven o'clock in the after-morning. You know where it is." He told her, then he slithered away.

Shak Ti looked again towards Ashla, who was playing with a human child now. At least she found some company, she thought with an inner joy.

Stoically and unfazed Shaak Ti stood before the pyre, on which Fe Sun's body turned to ashes. Why she had to think on Darth Plagueis now? Because nothing was known about his second apprentice yet since his passing? Did he die clandestinely after he chose another apprentice who was cunning enough not to come to the attention of the Jedi? Or did this Sith still live? And was wandering around on Coruscant right before the eyes of everyone , without anyone knowing about his true nature?

"I am so sorry, Master Ti." Obi-Wan said compassionately.

Shaak Ti gazed at him with an empty look. "Thank you." She said mechanically.

Then she looked again forlorn into the flames, which eat now the last remains of Fe Sun, without causing Shaak Ti sheading any tear. Wining was weakness! And such a weakness she couldn't afford in the face of the death of her second Padawan.

A month later Shaak Ti got to know that Fe Sun's murder was caught. Lyshaa had delivered heavy resistance, when she was arrested finally at Nar Shaddaa for murdering a Jedi. The murder could be proved and now the criminal Zeltron sat in the High Security Prison of Brentaal IV. Life sentence, as Shaak Ti read with contention. After some minutes she realized that it was not enough for her. The Togruta wished, she had been present, when Lyshaa's trail of crime was ended. She wished … No! Such thing as a Jedi she was not even allowed to think about.

A year later – in the year 29 BBY

Little Ashla ran wining over the training ground for the bigger younglings. She was four years now and wanted to play with the Togruta who was double her age, but turned a cold shoulder towards her.

"Get away!" Ahsoka Tano hissed to the younger Togruta.

"I want to play Catch me if you can." Ashla pleaded.

"But I don't want to play Catch me if you can." Ahsoka shrugged.

Ashla didn't lose her courage. "Please, please!"

"You are unnerving!" Ahsoka growled.

Finally Ahsoka did spot the same-aged red-haired Padawan, with whom she had an appointment on the training ground. The two girls walked away, leaving the wining Ashla behind.

Shaak Ti had watched the whole scene from a distance. She was tossed and turned if she should have intervened and brought the angry Ahsoka to her heels. But something inside her had said "No". It could had been judged negatively, when Master Yoda would have got to know about this. And now, one year after Fe Sun's death she couldn't afford any other mistake. She saw Master Plo Koon arriving on the training ground. The Kel Dor went instantly to the wining Ashla, took her up and padded her Montrals with his long-taloned hand.

"Don't cry, little Ashla. You'll find somebody to play with soon." He promised.

Shaak Ti saw, how her daughter sat on Plo Koon's arm and how she smiled at him. Then Ashlas small white hands went over his breathing mask and she giggled. That was the moment Shaak Ti felt a stinge in her heart. Actually her daughter should touch the breathing mask of another father figure. That of the real father! But he was dead. Like Fe Sun. At once everything felt unbearably wrong to her. Why the heck did the Jedi Council sent especially Master Plo Koon to Shili? Just because he found Ahsoka there four years ago? Appalled she turned away and went to her room.

Just two days later she faced Master Yoda in the central tower of the Jedi Temple.

"I would like to take a new Padawan." She confessed the Grandmaster.

"Hmmm … two Padawans of yours – as knights killed – they were. Not a good idea – this is." He expressed his objection.

"I'll go with him or her on more missions. For more practical experience." She promised.

"Hmmm … untouched the death of Fe Sun … had left you. No good example this is for the compassion – we as Jedi should have."

Shaak Ti stiffened inwardly, while on the surface she remained serene. So Yoda did have noticed her demonstratively showed serenity, her partly absence in mind. Or did somebody tell him? And if yes, who?

"Sometimes – average Jedi – wonderful masters for Padawans – they are. And sometimes brilliant masters – bad teachers they are. No further Padawan – you should train." Yoda ended the meeting.

Shaak Ti indicated a formal bow and left like a slain Kath hound. When she was in her room again, she consoled herself with the thought, that Yoda in his rejection at least did praise her qualifications as a master.

Three years later – in the year 26 BBY

Shaak Ti had been cited before the Jedi Council. She didn't know if this was good or bad. Two days ago she had attend the funeral of another Jedi. Master Yaddle had been a small, brownish female of the same species like Yoda and she was liked very much by her Jedi colleagues. Now she had been killed in a skirmish on the planet of Mawan. Being calm yet decisive, she had become a rock in the floating water – almost like Yoda himself. She had talked even lesser than Yoda – saying only what was necessary – with the same grammatical errors in Basic like the green Grandmaster. Compassionate and always willing to help she had been.

And now, at Mawan, she did sacrifice herself to save the lives of Obi-Wan Kenobi and his Padawan Anakin Skywalker. Granta Omega, the son of Qui-Gon Jinn's first Padawan Xanatos, who did drift towards the Dark Side, had intended to use a chemical weapon on Mawan. With the help of the Force, Yaddle had managed to make the weapon dysfunctional. Thus Yaddle did not only save two Jedi's lives but a whole planet. She died at an age of 482 standard years, very young when Shaak Ti remembered Yoda's age of roughly 850. Shaak Ti felt clearly, that Master Yaddle was already missed.

She gazed to the empty seat in the round room.

"Why you are here – you know?" Yoda asked the Togruta.

"No, I don't." She replied.

"Master Yaddle – died she has – for all of us. Now a new voice in the Council – we need." Yoda came to the reason of Shaak Ti's summoning.

"And whom did you think of?" She asked in a neutral manner.

"Shaak Ti – Master Yaddle's seat in the Council – take over you will?" Yoda asked her directly.

"Yes, I will." Shaak Ti answered.

Proud and comfortable she left together with the other council members the session. Now she wanted to watch the training of the younglings on the open training ground. Perhaps she would see Ashla there. Her daughter would be seven in two months. The right age to get a training lightsaber. One with an Adegan crystal, who would let shine Ashla's blade yellow or orange. That thought gave Shaak Ti an idea.