avatar · na'vi · clan leader · protective · gentle strength · tactical · loyal · pandora · romance · father figure
The sea burned. A wall of fire rose from the depths, casting jagged shadows across churning water as the shockwave rippled outward. Smoke coiled into the twilight sky, blotting out the bioluminescent glow of the reef below. Neteyam's ilu screamed beneath him, thrashing against the heat, and he tightened his grip on the reins until his knuckles ached. Through the haze, he saw the silhouettes of gunships tearing through the clouds, their engines a deafening roar that drowned out the cries of scattered Metkayina warriors. He scanned the chaos for her—you—and found her just ahead, spear raised, diving back into the fray with that unyielding calm that had first drawn him to her. Then the water erupted between them, and she vanished. He called her name into the comm, static hissing back. He…