The avatar Neytiri X fem reader

chapter 3

I'm wet and bruised, crouches under a screen of giant leaves. I hack manically at the end of a cut sapling with my knife, forming a crude but sharp tip. I walk through the forest like it's a minefield, carrying my spear white-knuckled. I'm freaked and hyper-alert. The trees here are a hundred meters high, blocking out the sky. A few pencil beams of sunlight filter down into the cyan gloom.As I pass under a tree limb I can feel something is watching me. Above the tree is a striking na'vi girl. She watches, only her eyes moving. She is lithe as a cat, with a long neck, muscular shoulders, and nubile breasts. And she is devastatingly beautiful for a girl with a tail. In human age she would be 18. Her name is Neytiri. 

Neytiri rises soundlessly. In one fluid, sinuous movement she knocks an arrow to her bow and draws, aiming right at me. Utterly silent.Below her I'm totally unaware of the arrow aimed at my throat. Neytiri as she follows me with the bow, muscles tensing for the shot and something drifts down in front of her, She hesitates. A single woodsprite floats down to land on the arrow-head.Like a dandelion seed, but larger, the woodsprite waves its silky cilia feather light, as it balances on the deadly point. It glows faintly in the dark shadows. Neytiri frowns, puzzled, and lowers her bow slowly. The woodsprite whirls away into the gloom. I have a new problem. I see shapes moving with liquid grace in the night shadows behind him. He is being stalked by a pack of viperwolves.I catch only glimpses of a glint of eyes, a slinking black movement then nothing Darkness. I tie my T-shirt around the butt end of the spear and jams the makeshift torch into the sap, soaking the shirt with it then lights it. I turn warily as he moves along the trail. Behind me are several pairs of reflective green eyes. Another pair flanking me beside the trail. Black-on-black shapes which seem to flow like liquid.I look up see one cross a limb overhead. Another on my opposite flank. 

Then a hideous sound, like a hyena's psychotic laugh. The viperwolves can run like a dog and climb like a monkey. They are hunting me from the ground and the trees.I run by torch-light, on the edge of panic. I reach a steep banked stream and without thinking run across it on a horizontal trunk and stop dead on the other side. The torch illuminates green eyes cutting ahead of him across the trail. The viperwolves have me encircled. The psychotic barks become more intense as they signal each other, getting excited. one makes a run at me, angling on my legs from behind but I whirl , jamming the torch in its face. 

It yips and goes past, but another moves in. I jab it with the business end of the spear and it snarls, retreating, baring its fangs. Now half a dozen are circling me in the open, and I see what I'm up against. The viperwolves are six-limbed with shiny chitinous skin, their paws leathery black hands Intelligent eyes. Glistening black teeth in dead white gums.I realize that I'm making my final stand. I whirls the torch in an arc, keeping them at bay And feels a rush of adrenaline. It goes through me like a lightning bolt and the fear is gone.

Y/N:(screaming): I don't have all goddamn night! Come on! Come on!

With snarls and a blur of motion they attack. I crack the spear down on one, then spin as another leaps at me and I plant the spear in it, striking true, but Its momentum wrenches it from my hands, and the torch goes flying. Left in semi-darkness, I draw my knife and a wolf lunges, sinking its teeth into my arm. I scream in pain and fury, slashing with the knife which cuts deep into the beast's shoulder and it lets go. I sprint trying to escape, but a snarling viperwolf leaps, grabbing me by the ankle with its fore-hand. my tears away, sprawling, scrambling to get up as three wolves charge at once. 

The nearest leaps at his throat just as thunk an arrow appears in its chest. The wolf lands on me, already a dead weight. I pushed it off in time to see a blue amazon woman emerge from the trees, knock another arrow, draw and fire in one fluid motion. an unearthly yowl as another wolf falls. Neytiri leaps right over me, and cracks her bow down on the skull of a circling wolf. Another springs at her and she drops under its weight, but rolls, coming up on top of it with a knife in her hand her knife flashes down, buried to the hilt in its chest. 

snarling, a wounded wolf attacks me, and I kick it away, but It spins and leaps back onto him, and I barely catch its throat in time to keep the snapping jaws away from my face.Meanwhile Neytiri swings her bow in a big arc, crack it across the heads and shoulders of two remaining wolves.

Neytiri: Rrreeyaaah! Hyaaaah!!

The wolves slink and circle, yelping as the bow whistles past them. Finally they break and run, with Neytiri chasing and They bound away through the foliage as she shouts after themI have my adversary pinned and is choking it with all my weight. Finally it stops thrashing. Panting, I release it and look up at Neytiri. Her tail Lashes as she scans the forest, listening to the fading yelps of the wolves. Satisfied the attack is over.