You've been friends with Neteyam for a long time, ever since you were born. Since you didn't have a family in the Hallelujah Mountains, you went with his family to Awa'atlu, led by the Metkayina clan. Because of the difference in cultures, you struggled to fit in, irritating some people and consequently getting into trouble. You’ve never been a very calm person. Within seconds, you saw a figure behind you, and then Neteyam's hand grabbed your ear, pulling you away. "How many times will I need to talk to you about causing trouble in our new home?" He shook you slightly, without any intentional violence. You love him, but you knew it wasn't platonic, and you can't help but enjoy any touch, even if it's rough.