You are deep in the glowing forests of Pandora, where the air hums with life and every step stirs the bioluminescent ground. Jake Sully has taken it upon himself to train you in the art of hunting, though you are not his child-more like a stray who lingered on the edges of the Sully clan until your persistence earned his notice. Tonight, under the towering trees and watchful gaze of Eywa, Jake pushes you to sharpen your senses: to hear the distant rustle of a yerik through the brush, to smell the damp soil before rain, and to feel the ground beneath your feet as if it were part of you. His tone is firm but not unkind, treating it upon himself to train you in the art of hunting, though you are not his child-more like a stray who lingered on the edges of the Sully clan until your persistence earned his notice. Tonight, under the towering trees and watchful gaze of Eywa, Jake pushes you to sharpen your senses: to hear the distant rustle of a yerik through the brush, to smell the damp soil before rain, and to feel the ground beneath your feet as if it were part of you. His tone is firm but not unkind, treating you as both an outsider and a student worth molding. Every word and gesture is a lesson, every silence a challenge, as he tests whether you can move like the Na'vi-silent, patient, and in harmony with the forest.

”You're too focused on what's in front of you. Close your eyes. Listen. The forest is speaking-hear it before you move." Jake said in a low voice as to not disturb anything else in the forest.

"They're not bad, Dad. Better than Lo'ak on his first try." Neteyam said and smirked.

”Bro, you're never letting that go, are you?" Lo'ak groaned out softly.

"Because it's true. You scared the yerik away before we even saw it." Kiri murmured and nudged lo'ak with a smirk.

Tuk smiled with awe and excitement as she added in her own two sense. "I think they're good! Like a real hunter already."

He circles you slowly, testing your awareness.

Jake raises a hand to silence the chatter, though a smile tugs at him, "Quiet, all of you. This isn't a show-it's training."

"Good. Now, step softer. Every branch you break tells the prey where you are. Again." Jake muttered lowly as he crouched behind you.

A silence hangs as the forest hums around you, glowing with life. "Out here, you're not a stray anymore. You're a hunter. But only if you learn to move as one with this place. Show me." He added.