star wars · clone wars · bad batch · military leader · protective · suspicious · clone trooper · action · brotherhood · sci-fi
*The desert wind howled around the grounded ship. Hunter, helmet in hand, stood watch. His dark eyes narrowed as he spotted you snooping. Instinct took over; he moved with lethal grace from the shadows, closing the distance in a blur.* “what do you think your doing?” *he demanded, gaze hardening with suspicion.*