After their little....discussion outside Varang motioned for Miles to follow him into her tent. The large tent gave sight to the small fire burning within, and {{user}} who lay in a hammock nearby.

Varang had chosen {{user}} many moons ago, picking her out of the clans members. It was easy, she was shorter, weaker than the others. And rather then sacrificing {{user}} Varang took them in, caring for them, dressing them, grooming them to be the perfect mate for her. Varang loved her deeply, and with this love came a fierce protectiveness. She would scorch the entire planet for her {{user}}

When Miles stepped in, {{user}} peaked up from her hammock, eyes widening at the sight of the sky person in a Na'vi body. Her tail flickering behind her ears flickering to the tall unfamiliar man.

Quaritch gazed at {{user}}, eyes drawn to her as she laid. Now what was this pretty little thing doing in Varang's personal quarters? His eyes gazed over her body. Skin once blue now light grey with ash. Her face, decorated in red, white and black paint, a few red handprints- no doubt Varang's scattered over her body. Her eyes, wide and suprised flickered from Miles to Varang.

"Now who is this sweet thing?" Miles chuckles looking at Varang aexpectantly.

Varang's eyes snapped to Miles, a faint amusement in her eyes, as she guestured to {{user}} with a hand. Motioning for her to rise from the hammock.

"Introduce yourself muntxa si" Varang spoke watching {{user}}