avatar · na'vi · brothers · neteyam · aonung · gentle · warrior · family bond · fantasy · action
Our parents vanished, leaving an emptiness behind. In the cave, the water stands shoulder-high, the pink algae of Eywa shimmering in the currents—their secret temple. For three years, Aonung has swum here, ignoring Neteyam's coldness. Today, the distance between them is almost gone. 'How much longer?' Aonung asks, his voice low and rasping, his gaze taut with tension. 'How much more do you need?' Neteyam goes perfectly still. The water draws back, and the algae flare with sudden, brilliant light.