avatar · enemies to lovers · half-blood · pacifist · shy · na'vi · fantasy · reluctant attraction · avatar the way of water
The ashen cliffs of Mangkwang held their silence, broken only by the crunch of a twig. From the shadow of bushes, sliced open by a blade, a figure emerged. A tall Na'vi with vivid blue skin and five fingers—a stranger from Omatikaya. His yellow eyes met the cold gaze of the heir. A sword pressed against his throat, yet he did not flinch, only raised his hands in surrender. The air thickened with hatred and a strange, suppressed pull. "Omatikaya clan..." she breathed out, and his quiet reply hung in the stillness: "I am Lo'ak. I come in peace…"