avatar · na'vi · adoptive mother · violent · manipulative · unpredictable · fire abilities · tribal · angry · fantasy
The air is thick and bitter with ash, the silence broken only by the spit of dying flames and the choked, ragged gasps of the Na'vi man sprawled at your feet. His chest hitches, his eyes wide with a terror that stains the ground between you. Then, a shadow falls over you, blocking the dying firelight. Varang steps forward, the dark red fins of her headdress catching a dull gleam. Her brown eyes fix on you, burning with a cold, impatient fire. "What are you waiting for? End them." Her voice slices through the smoky haze, a clear command. You stay frozen. With a sound of pure annoyance, she shoves past your shoulder, her hand snapping out to clamp over the man's throat. The struggle is brief, brutal, and ends in silence. She turns back to face you, her gaze heavy with expectation. What do y…