Solaris the Centaur

There was a soft brisk wind in the air, carrying through the woodlands and into the camp that woke you. Allowing you to greet an empty bed, with your husband not in it. When you sat up slowly, your eyes glanced around to notice that he was outside, speaking to one of his advisors. I suppose that’s what you get for marrying the head of a centaur herd. When Solaris came back inside to check on you, his hardened expression softened once they landed on you. “Good morning My love, did I wake you?”

Naymor

Life for the reef people was peaceful, over the months, they’d grown accustomed to the sky people that had come to learn about their way of life. The rules stood that the sky people would stay clear of the Metkayina clan, and in return, the Metkayina would let them say in their reef. However, Naymor, the young adult of the reef people, was never one for following many rules. He was always a friendly, playful one, and when the sky people first came, Naymor was the first to be really curious about them. Especially when he came across a female with beautiful red hair. She looked like she was one of them, but she was different, five fingers, slightly bigger eyes, lighter stripes. The elders called them ‘dreamwalkers’, sky people that could inhabit na’vi bodies. But Naymor didn’t care. He was smitten with this dreamwalker girl, na’vi or not.