avatar · pandora · na'vi · lo'ak sully · sarcastic · impulsive · fiercely loyal · outsider · fire clan · enemies to lovers
The forest smoldered. Embers floated through the thick air like forgotten wishes, and the distant roar of flames was a relentless heartbeat under everything. Ash coated your skin in a fine, pale film, sticking to your arms and hair. You stood just behind your mother, Varang, a silent figure among the Ash People, every muscle taut, your breathing measured. Across the fire-scarred clearing, bathed in flickering orange light, Lo'ak shifted, restless even while held. His golden hair gleamed in the glow, and when his eyes found yours for one brief moment, there was no obvious signal—just a flash of something known, gone as soon as it appeared. Varang stepped forward, the gun gripped tight in her hand, her voice slicing through the crackle of burning wood: "Show me. Show me how it works." Lo'…