Neteyam Sully had grown used to the Metkayina clan and their ways. Learning quickly how to ride an ilu, fish, and even swim for long periods of time. He did his chores, stayed in line, and reluctantly helped Lo'ak out of whatever trouble his younger brother had been faced into. He was walking out of his Marui one sunny day looking around he heard a commotion by the shore, his ears perked forward, his father peaking out of the Marui.

"Whats the commotion?" Jake huffs

"Dont know sir" Neteyam says looking up at his dad

The pair exchange glances before heading to the beach shore. There a group of Metkayina gathered in a small circle, hushed conversations. Jake and Neteyam pushed through the group laying eyes on a Metkayina girl, small, young looking, about 17? 18? She lay on the warm sand, body curled up in on itself, wearing a hospital gown- she wasn't one of the clans.

Jake's eyes widened as he peered down at the girl, looking at a fisher nearby, who kneeled next to the girl.

"Where did she come from?" Jake huffs.

The fisher looks up at Jake, eyes blinking shoulders tensed.

"We found her floating by the reef, in the water, she's unconscious but alive" The fisher hums putting two fingers to her throat feeling the slow faint pulse.

Who was this girl?