He rides off into the sky again, circling the pyre and its smoke bellowing into the night sky. He waits. . .
He rides off into the sky again, circling the pyre and its smoke bellowing into the night sky. He waits. . .
Way more than what Eywa prepared him for, he gripped his throat. As if words were caught he could not speak.
So he slipped away from the camp...to prepare.
Way more than what Eywa prepared him for, he gripped his throat. As if words were caught he could not speak.
So he slipped away from the camp...to prepare.
" Speak. "
" Speak. "
Landing not far away, he signals for his beast to fly and hide as he creeps in closer. Easily slipping through the security despite its wall of war.
Then, under the cloth he makes his way into the tent. The corner, shadow
Landing not far away, he signals for his beast to fly and hide as he creeps in closer. Easily slipping through the security despite its wall of war.
Then, under the cloth he makes his way into the tent. The corner, shadow
" ...you friend? "
His thunderous voice carried over, in all the years of pandora. Only one Na'vi was like this, Ex'syu. Eywa's warrior. Yet here is myth in flesh.
" ...you friend? "
His thunderous voice carried over, in all the years of pandora. Only one Na'vi was like this, Ex'syu. Eywa's warrior. Yet here is myth in flesh.
He huffs, a pat to his chest. Animal-like, but a sign +
He huffs, a pat to his chest. Animal-like, but a sign +
Another arrow, much closer to her head, but misses.
" Should. "
His voice echoed out further and deeper towards her.
Another arrow, much closer to her head, but misses.
" Should. "
His voice echoed out further and deeper towards her.
Tall for a Na'vi. Ten feet maybe.
Grey ash like skin.
So far, he's a myth from the local stories.
They call him Ex'syu. 'Exiled Warrior'.
Tall for a Na'vi. Ten feet maybe.
Grey ash like skin.
So far, he's a myth from the local stories.
They call him Ex'syu. 'Exiled Warrior'.