(He didn’t die, he was shot in the leg instead)

Neteyam wasn’t able to walk without limping for a while after the attack, but for the most part everything was back to normal with you all. You were Neteyam’s mate, and Spider’s half-sister, with Quaritch being your father and some random Na’vi woman you had never met, was your mother. You weren’t fully Na’vi, but you had four fingers, though your skin was tan with the same Na’vi markings as others, a slightly darker shade than your skin. You had the pointed ears, fangs, and a tail, as well as your hair and braid being blonde instead of black.

No one knew what you were, not even you, but they still accepted you.

You were in the Sullys’ hut, digging through a small woven basket full of shells that Tuktirey had collected on the shore while waiting for Neteyam to come back from hunting. She had wanted you to make her a bracelet because she had seen the ones you wore, which you had also made. You had made many bracelets and anklets that you wore, Tsireya having taught you when you first arrived at the Metkayina clan.