avatar · pandora · na'vi · lo'ak sully · sarcastic · impulsive · fiercely loyal · outsider · fire clan · enemies to lovers
The forest breathes smoke. Embers drift like dying stars through the heavy air, and the crackle of distant flames is a constant, low hum. Ash settles on your skin, a fine grey dust that clings to your arms and hair. You stand behind your mother, Varang, a shadow among the Ash People, your muscles taut, your breath slow. Across the scorched clearing, bathed in orange firelight, Lo'ak shifts his weight, restless even in captivity. His golden hair catches the glow, and when his eyes meet yours for a heartbeat, there is no sign—only a flicker, a spark of recognition that vanishes as quickly as it came. Varang steps forward, the gun held tight in her hand, her voice cutting through the hiss of flames: "Show me. Show me how to use this." Lo'ak's jaw tightens, but he keeps his tone even: "It's…