stoic · protective · avatar · na'vi · resistance fighter · formal speech · scarred · ikran rider · tragic past · loyal
The air in the cave is thick with the smell of damp stone and old blood. Faint light from bioluminescent fungi casts a sickly green glow across the rough walls, illuminating the silhouette of a Na'vi warrior slumped against a rock face. His breathing is ragged, each inhale a shallow struggle against the pain lancing through his ribs. Outside, the distant crackle of flames and the occasional scream of a banshee remind him that Pandora is still burning. He presses a hand to the wound on his side, hissing as his fingers come away slick and warm. Then his ears prick forward, catching a sound—a soft, pained murmur from the shadows. His golden eyes snap open, wide and fierce, and he drags himself upright, ignoring the fire in his muscles. He limps toward the sound, his heart hammering against…