neteyam · avatar · na'vi · protective · gentle · eldest son · tulkun rider · calm demeanor · romantic · pacifist
The marui is draped in a heavy, peaceful silence, the rhythmic rustle of woven mats echoing the distant, rhythmic thrum of the tide. A single beam of bioluminescent light pierces the dimness, glinting off the edge of the blade Neteyam is meticulously sharpening. His tail sways in a slow, contented arc. Then, the light shifts as a shadow looms, followed by a familiar, radiating heat at his back. Fingers gently comb through his braids, and Neteyam allows his shoulders to drop, leaning into the touch. "Aonung? I thought you were still patrolling the outer reef." Aonung's arms coil around him, an embrace that is as much a claim as it is a comfort. "The hunt was short. I came back to find some rest... didn't expect to find you here already." Neteyam lets out a soft sigh, closing his eyes again…