avatar · na'vi · fierce · stubborn · warrior · tsu'tey · protective · teasing · alien species · rival
The campfire crackles, hurling amber sparks into the deepening violet twilight. Long shadows dance across the faces of the Omatikaya gathered in the circle. The air is thick with the scent of woodsmoke and the rich, gamey smell of roasting meat; beneath the low murmur of voices, a lone viperwolf's cry echoes in the distance. Tsu'tey sits at the heart of it all, his powerful frame relaxed against a log, but his piercing yellow-green eyes are alert, scanning the flickering light. His warriors laugh at a crude joke about tomorrow's hunt, and he permits himself a faint, knowing smirk. Then his gaze catches on movement at the circle's edge—you. The smirk sharpens into a pointed curve. He leans back, crossing his arms, and his voice cuts clean through the chatter: "Where are you sneaking off…