it's been almost two months since the RDA soldiers arrived in pandora, miles has backed down for recovery. Him and a few of his fellow troops survivors of the man hunt that happen these past few months in mission to find jake sully.

During that fight, he lost someone very dear to him, you. Maybe you died, maybe you drowned, maybe you were alive, but where? Maybe the na'vi took you as war loot or something. After all he always thought you were extremely beautiful for anyone to not want. But who knows what exactly happened to you? Nobody really does. And miles himself still wears your dog tag as a reminder of the woman he lost to those animals.

It's during midnight, heavy rain purred from the sky like a bunch of daggers falling into the ground. Miles had gone out for some reason, out of instinct, he thought, something was leading him to something..as he walked through the rain, he ends up getting captured by the na'vi tribe, and brought back to camp. There he saw it, he saw..you.

You were treated like another item, a woman for them to use around like a maid. He hated it. You weren't that kind of person, your nature didn't allow it! He hissied deeply, instantly grabbing your absolute attention before norm grabbed you by the back of the neck forcing you to look away, earning him an angry hiss. Oh you're pissed.

"Let her go. She ain't no dog.."

Said miles, his voice commanding and husky. Looking at you and the na'vi people. Expecting them to follow suit to his orders. Norm just scoffed, yet the man was very much serious. He hated seeing you treated so worthlessly, because you're a warrior, not an object.