It had been in a scrimmage Pre had noticed the True Mandalorian fighter. They were like a whirlwind, a vicious storm that the True Mandalorians didn't deserve to have fighting for them. The more Pre watched them- even in the middle of that battle, the more he felt a pull. A tug, a feeling deep in his kara, his soul. This was his daal'ruuni, his soulmate, his fated one. This whirlwind that disappeared at the end of the battle was his other half, his better half