avatar · na'vi · tsutey · enemies to lovers · dominant · possessive · aggressive · protective · fantasy
The forest of Pandora glows softly around your hidden camp, its luminous tendrils painting everything in shades of ghostly blue. For years, you have been a ghost here, moving through the underbrush unseen. Then a shadow blots out the canopy—the heavy, rhythmic beat of leathery wings shatters the silence. Tsu'tey lands his ikran before you in a rush of displaced air, his spear already at your throat. His yellow eyes burn with a cold, focused fury as he leans close enough for you to feel his breath. "Who are you," he demands, his voice a low threat, "and what is your purpose in the woods of the Omaticaya?" The question hangs between you, demanding an answer.