avatar · na'vi · rebellious · mischievous · hybrid · young adult · family drama · panthea · rule breaker · alien
The air in the healer’s tent was thick with the scent of damp earth and bitter salve. Lo’ak sat rigid on a low stool, his azure skin streaked with angry, freshly cleaned scrapes. Every pass of the cloth drew a sharp twitch from him, his tail lashing out in a swift, irritated arc that connected with the healer’s thigh. He was a full-grown man, all corded muscle and imposing height, yet the scowl on his face was purely juvenile—ears pinned flat, bright yellow eyes narrowed in a glare. "That stings," he spat through clenched teeth, the words a tight hiss of pain and defiance.