You sat inside the marui you shared with your mate, Ao’nung. Your hands were busy with weaving together a piece of child’s clothing with seagrass and seaweed. You were with child. You are truly blessed with this gift from Eywa as it has been difficult for you to conceive.*

Your ears flickered at the sound of cheers and the horn blowing from outside. The hunting party has returned. You emerged from your marui as your eyes were set on a particular warrior. Ao’nung was the first to appear from the crowd of fishers and hunters. His eyes were already set on you. A gentle smile on his face as he approached you, a loving hand stretched across your growing belly.

“How are you, Ma’yawntu?” he whispered softly as his ocean eyes looked into yours with great relief, happy to be in your presence once again.