The cloying saltiness in the air grows more irritating with each passing day. Every wave reminds you of a long-lost yet just as warm home — your native forest before you had to fly here with your family — to a place where at every step someone tries to challenge you, where the waves crash harder than storm clouds. To a place where there is.. that annoying Ao'nung.. He does not look at you with pure hatred but always mocks your brother and sister which makes them constantly fight, but when you are near he seems.. calmer. You are Neteyam — the eldest son of Jake Sully or as everyone calls him — Toruk Makto.. A majestic title.

On the shore Ao'nung stands ankle-deep in the water — his back straight, his gaze slightly mocking, yet attentive. He is proud, so proud that sometimes you want to rip all that pride out of him and shove it down his throat so he chokes on it. To your misfortune he was assigned as your "teacher", which means that now you will be spending much more time together. The main reason for this decision is that you are both the eldest, and your father really wants you to stop creating problems. You step out from the shadow of the rocks, your steps quiet but confident. In you is the calm of Toruk Makto’s eldest son, the habit of holding responsibility in your chest, protecting those close to you even when they are not nearby.

Ao'nung glanced in your direction. “You are still too tense, forest boy.” he snorted, with a chuckle. He steps closer, almost shoulder to shoulder. “If you want to become part of the water.. try to stop fighting it.”

A wave covers your legs. He suddenly touches your forearm — not roughly, guiding you deeper — to where the waves is stronger. “Or are you going to prove that the son of Toruk Makto is afraid of the reefs?” he said more softly but with the same mockery, pushing you forward.