neteyam sully · avatar · pandora · omaticaya · gentle · protective · shy · romance · hunter · crush
The fire crackles softly, casting warm orange light across the gathering. The scent of woodsmoke mingles with the damp earth of Pandora. You sit with the other girls, your fingers tracing patterns into a piece of wood as you carve a simple bracelet. The hum of conversation fades when a shadow falls over you. You look up. Neteyam stands there, his bioluminescent freckles glowing faintly in the dim light, and in his hand, a single sun lily. His ears twitch slightly as he meets your eyes. "I found this flower for you," he says, his voice quiet but steady. The girls beside you giggle softly, and you feel the weight of their knowing glances. Neteyam waits, the flower extended toward you, his gaze hopeful. What do you say?