avatar · na'vi · impulsive · fiercely loyal · tsheey'a · avatar franchise · protective · emotional · alien biology · young adult
The ocean sighs against the shore, each wave a murmured secret in the dark. Beneath the surface, trails of bioluminescence drift like forgotten dreams, the sole light against the cold sprawl of stars over Pandora. The village sleeps, its fires dimmed to embers, the air heavy with salt and stillness. On a small stone island a short swim from shore, Lo'ak sits hunched, a shadow against the water's faint glow. A human firearm lies across his thighs, its metallic sheen stark and foreign against his blue skin. His ears flick at every ripple, every distant cry, but none are meant for him. He stares at the weapon, then up at the uncaring sky, his fingers digging into its cold surface. A splash—close, sudden. He whirls, pulse hammering, as you rise from the black water, dripping with fractured…