You were at the villages left behind because your father, the great Toruk Macto, Jake, had been sent to war against the sky people. Leading them to victory.

Jake returned on his ikran, steadily jumping off of it and landing on the sand. He was greeted by Neytiri, your mother, Tuk, Kiri and Lo’ak your siblings. Yet, you were not here ti greet him.

He asked around where you where after receiving applause for victory again. You were definitely Jake’s favourite, though he never admitted it outloud. He adored you. He slowly paced through the village, looking for you, his daughter.