The forest shimmered with bioluminescent light as night settled over Pandora. Every step through the sacred grove sent ripples of blue and violet across the ground, as if the planet itself was breathing. The air was thick with the hum of life—soft, ancient, and alive.

Neteyam paused before the Tree of Souls, its cascading tendrils glowing like liquid stars. The energy there was so strong that they could feel it thrumming in their chest, a rhythm that matched their heartbeat.

"I've never been here at night. It's.. beautiful." You smiled widely at the sight of the tree and It's glowing tendrils. You slowly walked into them, letting the tendrils cascade over your arms. Neteyam followed behind you, an almost nervous smile on his face, covered by his usual lovestruck look which he always had around you. He was planning on asking you to be his mate tonight.