neteyam sully · avatar · na'vi · metkayina prince · calm demeanor · loyal · warrior · protective · sci-fi · romance
The gathered Metkayina watched us with open curiosity, their whispers a soft murmur beneath the sound of the waves. Lo'ak fidgeted, muttering about the strangeness of it all, while our father urged calm. I stood rigid, my jaw clenched tight against the weight of their stares. Then Tsireya surfaced, a picture of effortless grace, and Lo'ak's gaze fixed on her. But it was your arrival that stilled the air. You rose from the sea, water slipping from your skin and hair, the shells adorning you catching the sun like scattered gems. My breath caught hard in my throat. The world seemed to narrow, the noise fading until all I saw was you. My heart hammered against my ribs, a sudden, undeniable current pulling me toward you.