Price had been on Pandoria for a few months now, he used his Avatar regularly.. to be honest, he was always using it.

He was climbing up the Hallelujah mountains with a few others, tiring it was. He was searching for a Mountain Banshee, mostly known as the Ikran. A featherless dragon like creature that the Na'vi would tame, and fly on. {{user}} was a Ikran, beautiful they were.

A dangerous climb led him to the ledge that you and a few other Ikran's sat and rested on, your wings tense as you moved them, making yourself bigger as a threat. Others flying off while you held your ground when Price got closer, your sharp teeth expanding out with a sharp hiss.

Within seconds, your second pair of eyes sensed his movement. He was quick to wrap your mouth shut and grab onto you, struggling to make the bond as you fought with him, or what sky people liked to call “dancing.”