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𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒚
𝑺𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒅
𝑾𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒍𝒔
𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕
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That morning Kxari was given her punishment for last night's actions which were to tend to all the ilu. It wasn't that bad since Ronal was the one to provide her with this punishment instead of her father. But, her father had grounded her. Forbidding her from going too far out into the ocean. After handling all her duties for the morning, Tseriya invited her and Kutaan with her and her friends. Tseriya said that Lo'ak will be talking about what had happened back at three brother rocks. Kxari refused at first, but Kutaan jumped in, telling her they would be there.
Probably because she hasn't spent time with Tseriya since the Omaticaya sought refuge and she wanted to keep an eye out for her sister. Now the two sisters were walking to the group. Kxari looked around at the scenery. The sun was now setting and it was soon to eclipse. The hunters had their nets in their hands catching as many fish as they could. When Tseriya spotted them she waved them over. Kxari made way and sat next to Rotxo ignoring the peering eye from a certain someone. And her sister sat next to Kiri.
Now that they were here Kiri started speaking. "I wish I'd been there. The ocean blessed you with a gift, brother." With a nod and a beautiful smile adorning her face. Kxari figured that Lo'ak had already explained what they had seen outside of the reef. Kxari couldn't help but admire the girl that sat next to her. Kiri was very pretty. The whole Sully family was beautiful.
"The tulkun have not returned yet. And anyway no tulkun is ever alone." Ao'nung leaned over as he spoke. Neteyam looked at Ao'nung, unimpressed. Kxari perked her elbow up onto her knee and leaned into her hand. She looked over at Lo'ak who was quick to defend himself. Rolling his eyes as Ao'nung finished speaking.
"Well, this one was. He had a missing fin. Like a stump. On the left side." Lo'ak pointed at his arm where to help the other visualize. "Right, Kxari?" Now all eyes were on her. Kxari looked at Lo'ak slowly nodding.
"Yeah."
Kxari looked from Lo'ak to Tseriya when she heard a small gasp fall from her lips. "Payakan." Now everything clicked in Kxari's mind. No wonder she thought she knew the tulkun from anywhere. Tseriya grabbed Lo'ak's arm. Kutaan reached her arm across from Kiri to Kxari's arm as well. Kxari patted her sister's arm reassuringly, causing Kutaan to retract her arm from her elder sister.
"It's Payakan."
"Who's Payakan?" Kiri.
Kutaan spoke now her voice full of concern.''A young bull who went rogue." With Rotxo contuniung her sentence. "He's an outcast. Alone. And he has a missing fin."
Tseriya and Kutaan looked over at Kxari anxiously, the same question going through each of their heads. 'How is she not concerned as they were?'
Tseriya turned back to Lo'ak. "They say he is a killer."
"No. No"
"He killed Na'vi. And other Tulkun. Not here but far to the south." Ao'nung stated to Lo'ak, Leaning forward. Kxari noticed how the bruise was still visible on his cheekbone and scratches littered on his chest. Turning her gaze from Ao'nung she analyzed Neteyams and Lo'aks bodies, they weren't affected by the fight as much his Ao'nung was.
"No he is no killer." Lo'ak tried desperately to convince his group of friends. He looked to Kxari hoping she would say something but she only looked at him. She knew whatever they said they wouldn't listen.
"Lo'ak. You are lucky to be alive." Tseriya was extremely worried for Lo'ak and her elder sister.
"I'm telling you, guys. He saved my life. He's my friend. He's our friend." Motioning towards Kxari. "Tell them, Kxari. Since they can't get through their heads."
Kxari decided to butt in. Fully taking Lo'aks side Kxari spoke out. "It's true. Payakan did save us. He is not bad as the stories tell."
Kutaan turned to her sister, worried. "You are the one who fully believed that Payakan was bad, Kxari. You read his story billions of times. You might've been delirious the whole time. You guys were out there for almost the rest of the day without food and water."
"Well, people change when they experience it firsthand. I saw him with my own eyes. He is no killer. No bad intent in that poor tulkun's mind."
Kxari looked at the rest of the group only to be met with unhopeful glances. Then her eyes landed on Neteyam. Instead of giving her the glare she was usually used to but she was met with a neutral worried face. Kxari's face morphed into slight disgust when she turned to look from Neteyam to Lo'ak. Kxari was still angry, why wouldn't she be?
But her attention came back to Neteyam when he started speaking. He hasn't spoken the whole time, only listening in on the conversation. "My baby bro! The mighty warrior who faced the killer tulkun and lived to tell about it, huh?" Placing his hands on Lo'aks shoulders, Slightly shaking him. A smile adorned his face.
Kxari watched him, unimpressed. It certainly wasn't the time to make jokes. This is important to Lo'ak. Why can't he understand that? Why doesn't anyone believe him? Kxari watched Lo'ak in pity. She understood him. Kxari knew they were just expressing that they were worried but Payakan was not evil. Lo'ak and Kxari tried to make that clear the whole time. Why does no one believe them?
Lo'ak pushed his brother's hands off of his shoulders and abruptly got up. Tseriya's hands fell from Lo'aks arm and knee. "You guys aren't listening." Lo'ak backed away and his eyes landed on Kxari. "You coming?"
Kxari's arm fell from her knee and now she sat up straight. "Can't. I'm grounded." Kxari could disobey her father, knowing that he never paid any attention to her. But he would somehow find out and then Kxari might get thrown into a Tsurak's pit. Or even worse.
Lo'ak only nodded and walked away from the small group. His sisters called out to him.
"Lo'ak, I'm listening."
"Lo'ak, come back!"
Kxari watched him walk away, her gaze following his fading body then looked up at Neteyam. The Omaticaya boy only shook his head with a sigh. Kiri turned to her brother as well. "You skxawng."
Kxari got up as well. Dusting the back of her thighs off before turning around and walking away from the group without saying anything. Before she can go any further a smaller hand grabbed onto her own. Turning around she was faced with Tuk. The sweet youngest Sully. Kxari looked down at the little girl in confusion. "Yes?"
A big smile grew on Tuk's face when she gazed up at the older girl. "Tseriya said we are going to the cove of ancestors and she said she wanted you to come with us!" Kxari knew Kutaan had sent the little girl over. Kutaan knew Kxari couldn't resist such cute children. Kxari loved children. Kxari sighed and nodded her head tightening her grip on the little girl's hand and pulling her back to the group of na'vi teenagers.
Kutaan watched them both approach with a huge smile on her smile. Kxari deadpanned at her reaction but only shrugged her off. After they decided that they will all go to the cove of ancestors Ao'nung had to leave because he still had not finished his chores for the day.
Kxari and Kutaan stuck together. Kxari would purposefully swim in front of Kutaan cutting her off. And Kutaan would swim by her trying to knock Kxari off of her ilu. The whole time they were playing around like children, Neteyam watched them both. He couldn't help but admire Kxari. He had been so rude to her that he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. Last night his brother had told him how Kxari did save him as well. Remembering back to last night he couldn't help but grimace.
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When it was all over and it was time to wind down to rest Neteyam sat outside of the mauri with Lo'ak sitting beside him. Lo'ak tried to talk about what happened out in the reef but Neteyam didn't want to hear it. He was still pissed about the conversation he had earlier with Kxari he couldn't even think right. But his ears perked up when her name left Lo'aks mouth.
"Y'know Kxari is so cool."
"How so?"
"You gotta know her to tell that she's cool."
"Well, I could tell she isn't. She's judgy and arrogant. Stupid looking too."
Lo'ak had never heard Neteyam say things like that about another na'vi, which surprised him. But it also angered him because he was judging his newfound friend. "Well stop being an ass bro. She just has a hard exterior. You're the one being judgy here."
"She got you hurt Lo-"
"She didn't do shit, bro. Nothing bad happened out there but when something did she was there to save me."
"Wait, Wha-"
As Neteyam was about to speak he was cut off again by his brother. Instead of speaking Lo'ak abruptly got up and went inside of the mauri and laid down on top of his mat that lay on the floor. That night Neteyam couldn't stop thinking of his brother's words then he couldn't help but feel guilty. That morning when he awoke he decided that he would watch Kxari carefully. When he saw Kxari stand up for Lo'ak he knew that she wasn't what he thought she was.
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Neteyam watched from afar as Kutaan and Kxari rose to the surface of the water. Then the rest of the group followed watching the sister's antics. Kutaan was jokingly angry and started splashing Kxari with water causing them two to start a water fight. Water flew everywhere which lead to others being splashed with water.
Then Kxari planned that her ilu would splash water toward her sister but the plan backfired and water splashed onto Rotxo. Kutaan and Kxari stopped as Rotxo was bombarded by water. Tseriya laughed loudly as she watched Rotxo fall back into the ocean and the ilu fled. Kutaan stared in shock then turned towards her elder sister.
Kxari couldn't help but start laughing when Rotxo rose from the water. His face only held confusion as he stared at Kxari and Kutaan. Still laughing at the curly-headed boy Kxari held an arm out to Rotxo. Rotxo grabbed her arm and mounted Kxari ilu, tightly holding onto the girl's shoulders. Then they continued onto the journey to the cove of ancestors.
Neteyam pondered when he was going to apologize to the Metkayina girl. He truly felt bad. Now that he has seen a side to her that he had never seen. He had grown slightly fond of the girl. Not too fond but to the point where the apology might not be that hard to give.
Swimming under the rocks that led to the Cove of the Ancestors the Metkayina teenagers turned back to look at the reactions of the Omaticaya na'vi. Tseriya was the first one to speak. "We are here."
Kutaan continued after Tseriya. Both of the best friends swam side by side. "This is the Cove of the Ancestors. Our most sacred place."
Smiles adorned the Sully children's faces. Rotxos hands clutched onto Kxari's shoulders as they both looked back. Rotxo turned to face Kxari with a huge smile on his face which Kxari returned. She bit her bottom lip slightly and looked at the Omaticaya teenagers. Her eyes made their way to Neteyam who was using his hand to block the son. Her smile faltered a bit when Neteyam made eye contact with her. She was expecting a glare or an arrogant huff but was met with a small smile that grew a bit. Kxari was confused. For months he had been expressing rudeness and now he was trying to be nice. It confused her. Turning her head forward she kept thinking. Could it have been Lo'ak who talked to him? Probably.
"Eclipse is the best time of day to be here." Her attention went back to Tseriya hearing her soft-spoken voice. When they kept swimming to head to the spirit tree it quickly became eclipse. Lighting up Pandora. The sea lit up as their ilu swam. Their bioluminescents beautifully glowing.
"This is it. This is the spirit tree." Tseriya glided her hand on the surface of the water. All of the Sully children looked down in awe at the glowing tree. It was much different from their own. Theirs was a tree that grew from above and not underwater. Their pink tendrils go downwards. The Metkayina spirit tree's tendrils were in the shape of leaves that floated upwards. It may not be their spirit tree but it was still remarkably beautiful. All of Pandora was beautiful
They all dismounted their ilus, swimming downwards towards the spirit tree. Kxaris had taken it upon herself to go to her sister. Grabbing onto her hand catching the attention of the younger girl. They knew who they were here for. Their beloved mother. Kutaan could not remember much about their mother since she was so young when she passed. Some memories were faint. One is her mother singing her song cord to both of her daughters while they were awaiting to sleep.
She would do that every night. When she passed Kutaan felt alone when it has come time to rest. So she would stay up at times to only gaze up at the stars or watch the waves of the ocean as she lay in her hammock. When her elder sister found out she would invite her to her hammock so they would sleep together. Or Kxari would sing her younger sister's song cord to her. Rocking her soundly to sleep. Or Kxari would just join her to stargaze, counting the stars, falling asleep at the entrance of the mauri watching the waves. Since their mother had passed it had become some sort of habit. Comforting to both of them.
Some would say that they had their father. But they did not. He did not provide them with the love they yearned for. Kxari did not complain but Kutaan would sob about it, begging her father for attention. Kxari took it upon herself and had to be brutally honest with her sister that he will never be there for them. He was no longer their father a mere caretaker all he is.
Kxari interlinked her hand with Kutaans. A sad smile made its way onto the younger girl's face as she faced Kxari. Kxari had a small smile. With their hands still connected they swam to one of the bright pink tendrils. Kutaan reached for their kurus bringing them up to the tendrils and connected their own to the spirit tree. Kutaans eyes slowly closed as oxygen-filled their lungs. Kxari wanted to visit her mother but she had a gut feeling that something bad was going to happen. The Metkayina girl learned that no matter what she should always listen to that feeling. No matter what.
Kxari kept a grip on her sisters hand. Watching all of the teenagers as they float calmly in front of the spirit tree. After a short time, Kxari took notice of how Kiri had started convulsing. Her body violently shook as her hands reached up to her heart. Bubbles formed out of her mouth. Swallowing water in the process. Kxari was quick to let go and swim as quickly as possible toward Kiri. The spirit tree blinked rapidly. All of the na'vi retracted their kurus from the spirit tree to swim toward Kiri but Kxari got there first. Kxari ripped the girl's kuru from the tree and dragged her up to the surface of the water.
Kxari held a firm grip on the girl's arms as she swam upwards. If she let go then Kiri would possibly float away. Neteyam swam up to grab Kiri's torso dragging her upwards. When they had come up Kxari effortlessly mounted the ilu and carried Kiri with her. It was all deja vu for Kxari the same thing had happened to Lo'ak. Kxari was too caught up in her mind to pay attention to any of the na'vi's calls. Pinching the girl's nose she lowered down and brought her lips to Kiris. Transferring breaths from her to Kiri. Kxari got up once more looking down at Kiri before repeating the process once again. This time Kiri let out loud breaths. But did not wake up still unconscious.
Kxari lifted the girl once more to hold her in place when she would swim away. Noticing Neteyams hand on Kiri's head she motioned for him to mount the ilu with her and he didn't hesitate to hop onto the ilu firmly grabbing onto Kxaris shoulders. Kxari let out a loud yip and swam away from the concerned na'vi teenagers. The swim back to the village was quick. Neteyam was the first to dismount the ilu onto the pier. Kxari lifted Kiri's limp body and passed her onto Neteyam. With a grunt, he lifted her and started running toward his family's shared mauri. Kxari was quick to run beside the boy, supporting the girl's head. Preventing her from getting sudden whiplash. It was all a blur to Kxari when they reached Neteyam's parents.
The concerned parents were quick to drop everything to go to their daughter. Carrying her into the warm mauri. Jake had asked his eldest son what had happened and Neteyam didn't waste any time to explain. Kutaan had come running towards the Omaticaya's mauri with Tuk in hand. Kxari's mind was so full of concern that she couldn't process anything. Until she was snapped out of her state to find herself in her mauri.
Kutaan sat in front of her. Their hands interlinked as they were just like earlier. Her voice was soft and full of concern. Her voice eased her mind. Thank Eywa they were blessed with soft-spoken voices like their mothers. "You must not fret elder sister. We must tend to Kiri. The other healers had settled down. So we can get her comfortable."
Kxari only nodded and swallowed the built-up saliva that had gathered in her mouth. Kutaan reluctantly let go of her sister's hand before turning around and looking through her assortment of herbs and such. A while ago, Kxari had made a shelf for Kutaan to place her things, which ended up just being herbs. Kxari would also place some of her findings on her sister's shelf. Such as rocks, dead zizoks, shells, etc.
Kxari unclipped her pouches from her waist and placed them on her hammock. She made a note to fix up her things later. She was too much in a rush to even think about leaning her spot up. Their mauri was much bigger than the Sullys mauri. Having another 'room' added to the top of the mauri. But it belonged to their father. The sisters were not permitted up there.
Kxari fitted into much more comfortable clothing. Instead of her neckpiece that was attached to her chest accessories, she wore a loose chest piece that had long flower petals that reached her belly button. Then changing her loincloth that had her skirt attached to it into a much longer and loose loincloth. Kxari untied the hairband that held her loose bun up and latched it onto her bicep. Letting her hair loose. Her hair was still slightly wet and her bangs clung to her forehead.
After Kxari had changed she sped to her sister's side. Kneeling down next to her she helped her gather the jars together. Then Kutaan handed her another bowl that had the proper herbs they need for Kiri. The plants were already smashed and put into their own separate tiny jars.
Both of the girls didn't hesitate. Their steps were quick towards the Omaticayas mauri. Kxari thanked Eywa and Tonowari for putting their mauris close to each other. Kutaan walked in front of her and when they made it to the entrance they noticed how Jake and Neytiri hovered over the girl. Pampering her with kisses and prayers that she would wake very soon. Neytiri held her daughter's hand and Jakesully caressed the girl's hair. Their children were close by watching the scene unfold. Pity was all the girls felt. Kutaan was free handed so she knocked twice on the wood of the mauri. Alerting the Sully family they all looked up to find the two sisters standing at the entrance. Kutaan had her clothed hands folded in front of her. And Kxari held the one bowl in hand. Clutching it to her stomach.
Jakesully got up from his crouched position and hastily walked to the two girls. "What brings you two here?" Kutaan was the only one to speak. A comforting smile adorned her face. But she knew the only comfort to them was their daughter waking. "We have come to check on Kiri."
Earlier Jake had watched Kxari help Neteyam in aiding his daughter and he was truly grateful but he was hesitant since he knew her father was a ruthless warrior and she was soon to follow in his footsteps. A Kutaan he had heard things about how she was a great healer even though she was so young. He trusted them both but he could not help but feel wary. Parents can easily influence children.
He was hesitant to let them in. Kutaan held a comforting smile on her face as she approached the unconscious girl. But Kxari slowly followed behind instead of a smile that was on her face a frown was held onto it. Kxari studied the unconscious girl.
Kutaan had crouched down next to Neytiri, analyzing Kiri as her sister was doing. Kutaan did not have sharp eyes like her elder sister so she got confused when she saw Kxari's eyes narrow. Her brows furrowed, crouching down the opposite side of her. Placing the bowl down. "What do you see, sister?"
"She is not breathing correctly."
Kxari was blunt as she reached a hand up to Kiri's chest. Kxari lowered herself to Kiri turned her ear and placed her ear against her nose. Her breathing was raspy, not normal. Slithering down, Kxari placed her ear to her chest. Then she heard the water sloshing in Omaticaya girl's lungs. "She still has water in her lungs."
Kutaan reached over Kiri's body, grabbing the bowl so it would not be in the way. Kutaan ushered the worried mother away from her daughter. Both of them stepped back to give Kxari room to work. Kxari got up and placed both of her hands on Kiri's chest. There it was again. The deja vu itched her brain. Kxari placed both of her hands on the girl's chest and started to do compressions. When she finished those she reached down and pinched the girl's nose and breathed twice into Kiri's open mouth.
Then repeated. The third time, Kiri started coughing out the remaining water. Kxari turned her over on her side so she would vomit out the water instead of swallowing it again. But to all their dismay the girl was still unconscious. Kutaan was quick to move to her sister's side. Kxari wasted no time reaching into the bowl full of small jars. Kutaan called for each of the herbs that were needed and Kxari would gladly pass the jar over. Kutaan let out small prayers fall and soon Kxari would join her.
They both knew she would not wake soon it was the work of a Tsahik to wake her. When Kxari noticed she was no longer need she stepped back, continuing the same prayer and watching her sister work as she sprawled the smashed herbs on the girl's chest. Massaging it into her skin and rubbing some of the poultices onto the roof of the girl's mouth. Then making she swallow the more liquid herbs to soothe her throat. When she was finished Kiri looked much more comfortable than how she looked when they walked in.
Gathering her things up she placed them back in the bowl. With one last prayer, she placed a hand on the girl's stomach. Kxari got up and headed towards the fire. The Sully family was confused but also fascinated by the way they worked. They weren't known of the way the Metkayina healed so watching them amazed them. When Kxari reached her prayers were no longer whispers but now she spoke clearly. Her hand waved through the fire. The cloth that wrapped around her hand protected her from burning. Now bringing the hand that was in the fire she massaged it in her hands then came back to Kiri's body.
Waving her hands around the unconscious body. Kxari learned that her mother would do the same so the body no longer held any negative energy. When she was finished she clasped her hands together and her prayers quieted down. Kxari ended the prayer by placing a comforting hand on the girl's forehead and leaning down, kissing her own hand. This whole procedure calmed Kxari down. Her soul felt relaxed and no longer tense.
They both had finished and Kxari took the bowl once again. Neytiri hastily crawled forward to her daughter. Both of the girls excused themselves with Jake following behind. He had only one question for them. "Why didn't she wake up?"
Kxari was the one to speak this time. Instead of a hostile tone, she spoke softly in a comforting tone. "We cannot wake her. Only the work of a Tsahik can wake her. We only were able to make her more comfortable. That is all we can do. If by a miracle she wakes by night it will be Eywas blessing. But if she is not awake then tomorrow we can call for Ronal."
Jakesully nodded. He understood completely. He went back inside his mauri and the girls took this as them being excused. But as they toh started walking away the eldest son of Jakesully called out for Kxari. The older girl turned around and saw Neteyam sprinting to her. Kxari felt her sister grab the bowl from her and with a nod of her head, she motioned that she can go speak with him.
Kxari turned to Neteyam who had finally made way to her. He reached his hands up and placed them both on her biceps to gather her attention then dropped his hands. "Thank you for everything, Kxari. For saving my brother and sister. "
"I -"
Before she could keep speaking Neteyam interrupted her. "And I'm sorry that I have doubted you. It is not acceptable how rude I was to you when you were only trying to be nice. I am not normally like this but something about you riled me up. I didn't know why but you truly area good person. Also, I'm sorry for how I acted when Lo'ak came back. I truly apologize."
Kxari shushed him and placed her hand on his bicep and gave it a small squeeze. "Shh. Shh. It is alright. You have nothing to be sorry about. If it were my sister I would've reacted the same way. Plus you have sought refuge with a bunch of strangers. It is acceptable that you will be hostile towards me when I started acting the same way you acted towards me."
Neteyam nodded. Kxari studied him. Each emotion that flickered in his eyes, she read. Guilt, sadness, and longing. That's when Kxari took it upon herself to try to speak to him. Heart to Heart.
"How do you feel, Neteyam?"
He looked at her confused. "Apolo-"
"No. Not about our current situation. Just how do you feel?"
That was the first time anyone had genuinely asked Neteyam how he felt. Someone he did not know was asking him. Someone he grew to hate for no reason. His heart clenched as he saw how her eyes felt inviting. No longer glaring up at him. Her blue irises held comfort. A smile etched her face. Her features were soft. Her usual downturned eyes he had grown to hate had become prettier to him. The smile that he used to think was a taunting smirk now was pretty and comforting. Her dark curls he had believed were hideous now shined beautifully in the moon. The accessories braided into her hair added more beauty to it. Everything that he hated about her was now the most beautiful thing in Pandora to him.
After admiring her for a moment he confided in her about everything he felt. They ended up sitting side by side on the pier in front of his mauri. Far enough so his family wouldn't hear him. He talked about how back in the forest it had been so stressful fighting against the sky people. How his parents make him care for his siblings. Making him the third parent. How he wanted to be as good as his father but he felt as if he would never be good enough. How he was always chasing after his brother and then taking the blame for his stupid decisions.
Kxari did not utter a single word but only listened. They both gazed up at the moon as he spoke. When he finished he moved his gaze from the moon to Kxari. She slowly turned to face Neteyam when she confirmed he was finished speaking she decided to speak.
"You should not be held accountable for your brother's decisions. It would be best if you let him take the punishment head-on. Nor should you be caring for them like you are their parents. You are their brother Neteyam, not their father. And about being in your father's shadow. You should not be pushing yourself to be greater. Training and such takes time. You have a lot of time ahead where you could accomplish way more than your father has. You already have na'vi looking up to you."
Neteyam only nodded. Her words brought little comfort to him but they went through one ear out the other. Because he is responsible for his siblings. He did have to follow his father and he can't make one single mistake. Kxari understood where he came from. The troubles of being the eldest child and being destined on being a great warrior. They both yearned for breaks when they would train. They silently beg to be children again. To be held and sung too to sleep by their mothers. But they are growing up this is how it's meant to be.
"How? How were you there when my siblings were in trouble?"
"I am a very cautious na'vi, Neteyam. I stop myself from doing things I enjoy to be wary of my surroundings, to make sure everyone is okay. I am not saying you should do that though. Never. You cannot be around all the time. The responsibility is not just yours to bear. Have other people help you out. Plus you are not Eywa, you cannot stop things from happening. What happened to Kiri was that of her body. Her mind had warned the body which had caused the seizure. And what happened to Lo'ak was not your fault either. You were not the one that led him outside of the reef. You are not the Akula that attacked him. You cannot be everywhere all that once Neteyam. You cannot save everyone. Keep in mind that. Now go to your sister. And make sure to get some rest."
Neteyam gazed into her eyes. He was never the type to just let his feelings out like that but he felt like it was right to speak to her freely. Kxari reached up and placed her hand on top of Neteyams head. Neteyam did the same to her, admiring her for a short time before taking his hand off her head and walking away back to his mauri. And Kxxari doing the same.
Now after they have spoken they felt closer. They felt as if their hearts were now connected. Connected in such a short time.
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