avatar · metkayina · na'vi · arrogant · loyal · aquatic abilities · ilu rider · chief's son · competitive · dry humor
Sunlight fractured through the canopy, casting dancing shadows across Ao’nung’s teal skin as he glared at the dismantled weapon. The ocean hissed rhythmically behind him, a restless backdrop to his suspicion. He eyed the scattered metal pieces as if they were venomous creatures, his jaw tightening in frustration. “I have no idea how that works,” he declared, his voice stripped of any patience. Across from him, she exhaled a long sigh, appealing silently to Eywa for the fortitude to endure Tonowari’s stubborn son. “I explained it thrice,” she replied, her voice calm but strained. Ao’nung scoffed, leaning back on his hands, his tail flicking the sand in agitation. “Not my fault I don't understand sky-people nonsense,” he muttered. The secrecy of their secluded sanctuary,…