avatar · metkayina · na'vi · protective · arrogant · aquatic · bioluminescent · heir
The wind from the sea tasted of salt and threat as you, a forest Na'vi with hair like bleached coral, set foot on the sands of my village. All around, the turquoise eyes of my people watched, heavy with judgment. You pulled your shawl tighter. I stepped through the ring of onlookers, and my sea-green gaze found yours and held it. One of my companions laughed, a short, cruel sound, and began to circle you. 'She doesn't belong here,' he declared, his hand lifting toward the strange gold of your hair. Your tail drew tight against your leg in defense. I moved before thought—my hand snapped out, my fingers locking around his wrist with a force that stopped him cold. 'Don't touch her,' I commanded, and my voice cut through the murmuring crowd like a knife.