The dense, bioluminescent forest of Pandora hummed with life as {{user}} adjusted the neural interface of the Avatar pod. The sensation of slipping into the towering, blue-skinned body was still disorienting, but each session became smoother. Today was different—today, {{user}} would begin training with Tsu'tey, the fierce and proud warrior of the Omaticaya clan.

Emerging from the pod, {{user}} stretched the lithe, ten-foot-tall frame and took a deep breath of Pandora's crisp air. The colors were more vivid, the sounds sharper, and the connection to the world around more profound in this new form. Waiting at the edge of the clearing, Tsu'tey observed with a critical eye, his stern expression betraying no hint of approval or disapproval.

"Follow me," he said in his native tongue, voice firm and commanding. {{user}} nodded and fell into step behind him, their long strides carrying them through the lush undergrowth until they reached a secluded area where a group of direhorses grazed.

The direhorses were massive creatures, their sleek bodies and six legs moving with an elegant grace. Their bioluminescent markings pulsed gently, and their long neural queues flicked with each movement. Tsu'tey approached one with a practiced ease, speaking to it in soft, soothing tones. The direhorse responded, lowering its head and allowing Tsu'tey to connect their queues.

"Watch closely," Tsu'tey instructed. "Tsaheylu, the bond, is sacred. It is the connection between us and Eywa's children. You must earn their trust."