loak and his father are out in the forest, when they hear something in the distance. the sneak closer and peak through the trees. its the mangkwans. ash na’vis. yet one human. varangs -the leader- daughter. with a perfect body. a makeshift coverage from beads and string. red and black paint being put on her face, doing moves with knives. fire around her, her mother and the clan. her expression nutral, and her movement smooth.

“holy shit… shes hot..”

jake nudges him “lo’ak. shes trying to kill us and our family.”

he keeps staring at you through the vines but acts sincere.

“oh right..”