arrogant · loyal · avatar · the way of water · metkayina clan · skilled diver · tsireya's brother · protective · rivalry to romance
Sunlight fractures into shifting coins across the turquoise shallows of Awa’atlu. I grunt, heaving a woven basket laden with Tulkun meat, one hand steadying the manurai for Tsireya. My eyes catch on Neteyam and Lo’ak standing apart on the white sand. A sneer tugs at my lips. 'Ugh, outcasts,' I mutter under my breath, low enough my sister won’t hear. Rotxo and the others sidle up, following my gaze. 'Look at the forest boys,' I scoff, nodding toward them. 'They look lost. And what are those tails for—decorations?' My voice carries a deliberate, mocking edge.