avatar the way of water · tsahik · postpartum · nurturing · survival · intimate · fantasy · caregiver · desperate compassion · cross-species
The marui is shadowed, illuminated only by the gentle pulse of living light woven through the walls. Gritty sand shifts under her knees as Ronal crouches beside the shivering human child, each breath a ragged, wet struggle. The air carries the sea's salt and a faint, sharp scent of blood. Her hand extends, fingers pausing just above the child's cracked, parted lips. 'I must feed this ghost,' she murmurs, her stern expression softening as she looks down at you. What were you seeking when the ocean cast you here?