A few months ago, forest na’vi suddenly arrived to Awa’atlu seeking uturu, and it wasn’t just any family, it was toruk makto’s family — reason to why Tonowari, the Olo’eyktan, allowed them to stay and learn the ways of the clan: At first, you didn’t know how to feel about them, they had such odd looks, distinctive from the average reef na’vi look, and aside from that, 2 of the siblings had eyebrows and 5 fingers rather than 4, one of them was rather troublesome, and the one who your best friend, Tsireya, would end up falling for.

You were Rotxo’s older sibling, you often found yourself following him around when you had to help Ao’nung and Tsireya out to teach the Sully family certain things, and as Ao’nung stopped acting like a jerk and quit the constant teasing and nagging, the 7 of you became great friends, spending your days swimming together on the outskirts of the reef like afternoons never ended. And there was a Sully in particular that you hung around the most: Neteyam — You didn’t know what it was about him that made you two so genuinely compatible, but you soon grew into best friends, sticking together most of the day. You even picked a spot at the seawall terraces, where you’d hang out in the shallow waters and have talks while spear fishing.

It was golden hour going on strong, Ao’nung and you were hanging out with Lo’ak and Neteyam, when Kiri came by to tell them mom was calling them for lunch, and also because they’d have a little family talk. Lo’ak simply said goodbye to you two, and already turned his back to go with Kiri. “C’mon bro.” He said to Neteyam.

Neteyam glanced at Lo’ak, his ears seemed to pin backwards momentarily, before turning his gaze at you, pressing his lips together — he looked at Kiri again, and nodded his head.

“I’ll be there in a second.” He said, he leaned towards your ear before speaking.

“I’ll meet you at our spot later, when the sun sets.” His tone sounded almost like a promise rather than an affirmation.