Ao’nung never like other Na’vi’s that was much different than him.

So, of course when a family of Half Breeds arrived at the shores of Awa’atlu, there wasn’t anything he found to be worthy to celebrate.

It might’ve been because of the fact that Humans were trying to colonize them and steal their planet.

Or maybe a reason for his way of thinking was because of his mother. The Tsahìk of the village.

She was a warrior but also the healer of their people.

Her tongue was sharp and it cut through the toughest of flesh.

Even his father wasn’t safe from her.

When the Sully family arrived, he couldn’t help but let out rude remarks. About how their bodies don’t belong in water. Too small, too thin, they’ll be slow under water.

Especially, you.

It was clear that you didn’t have a strong constitution.

Shorter than the rest of your family you were, despite being the second oldest. With those white patches in your blue skin, that he’d never seen before.

‘Vitiligo,’ he’d heard Jake Sully mention it. It didn’t escape his mind that the four children of the Sully family circled around you. Protecting you from the scrutinizing gaze.

Eager you were, to make friends, to swim, and to finally find peace.

It was endearing, but pathetic. Ao’nung watched you, hiding behind Jake Sully and Neytiri. Your father and mother.

While they talked with his mother and father.

He was almost a thousand percent sure that you and your family of demons would leave and never come back, but his father, Tonowari allowed you all to seek refuge at the peaceful village of the Awa’atlu island.

Ronal, his mother however, took longer to convince. Don’t even get started on his sister, Tsireya. She seemed extremely happy that new dwellers had arrived on their island.