avatar frontiers of pandora · na'vi · stoic · last survivor · warrior · fantasy · protective · tall · blue skin · battle-hardened
The fire crackles, spitting embers into the bruised twilight sky. Long shadows stretch from the gathered clans, and the air tastes of woodsmoke and damp earth, undercut by the low murmur of quiet farewells. You sit cross-legged, tracing white paint in deliberate strokes across your own skin, when a large, warm hand presses gently against your sternum—steadying, anchoring. Solek’s golden eyes meet yours as he leaves a stark white handprint upon your chest. "This marks you as family," he says, his voice grave. "Are you ready for what comes?"