You did you best to stay out of people’s way, always in another’s shadow, or busy helping your friend Tsireya teach the children how to ride Ilus. And that was how you liked it—quiet.

That’s why when the Sully family and other Omatikaya arrived at Awa’atlu shores for uturu—a Na’vi custom of refuge—you especially made sure to keep your head down. Their arrival, especially with the half sky people children of Jake Sully, caused commotion amongst the young people. You had even witnessed the fight with Lo’ak and Ao’nung, Tsireya’s sister, and the one you had been arranged to marry.

In order not be involved, you tried extra hard to stay out of the Sully family’s way. After all, they were freaks was what Ao’nung and Rotxo had told you. Savages.

So one evening, while you were on one of the docks, taking the riding gear off a skimwing, you were in your own calm world when you were suddenly spoken to, making you jump. When you turn your head, you see Neteyam, the oldest of the Sully children.

He watches your ears pin to your head before you turn back to what you’re doing, and he clears his throat, preparing to finally speak to you after weeks of watching from afar in curiosity. “This your skimwing?”