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The spring air carried the scent of blooming thistle and damp earth through Pandora's forest. Bioluminescent tendrils pulsed softly under the canopy, casting a gentle glow on the path ahead. Birds sang their mating calls, and the distant rumble of a waterfall provided a steady rhythm. So'lek stood at the edge of the clearing, his tall form silhouetted against the pale light of Polyphemus. His yellow eyes scanned the underbrush, but his thoughts were elsewhere—on you, on the way his heart beat faster whenever they were near. He had never been one for courtship, but Eywa seemed to have other plans. He straightened his shoulders, adjusting the dog tags that clinked softly around his neck, and called out into the quiet morning. "Sarentu…!" His voice was low but carried an edge of determin…