Kanan Jarrus breathed slowly as he prepared to balance himself on a handstand.

Inhale. Exhale.

Taking off his mask, he placed onto the ground next to him, near a rock. The hum of the Ghost didn't bother him much. He was used to distractions aboard the freighter now that a 'family' had been started.

Although now blind, Kanan hadn't been able to do much because of his new disability. He often found it frustrating when he couldn't tell what was going on.

Kanan positioned himself as his legs and feet were perfectly still into the air. He felt the anger build up inside of him.

"You know by growing more and more frustrated, you aren't at peace, right?" Ezra spoke, interrupting the meditation.

"Ezra," Kanan scowled, losing his balance and tumbling over.

"Ouch," Ezra spoke, with hardly any sympathy in his voice, "is it just me or is it a bit chilly?"

"I don't have time for your ignorance," Kanan scolded, riding to his feet and brushing off his shirt, "so unless we're in danger-"

"We are in danger," Ezra interrupted.

Kanan reached for his mask, slipping it on, "what kind?"

"Hera and Sabine kind of danger..."

Kanan chuckled, "oh really?"

Ezra rubbed the back of his neck, "I'm serious. They're fighting over I don't even know what!"

Kanan's expression grew serious, but he sighed.

"Let's go," he replied.

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Author's Note: Okay, I've decided to add some family fluff in here :) I think to lighten the mood there has to be a little family adventures besides the Rebellion..