"All I ever wanted was a single thing worth fighting for."
"You don't choose your Avatar... your Avatar chooses you."
"Just relax and let your mind go blank"
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Several shriek and take flight. Others flap their wings and yawn, showing rows of fangs, in a threat display. Nyami unrolls a weighted leather strap, like a one-ended bolo. The largest female spreads enormous wings, shrieks, and glares straight at her. Nyami looks directly into its eyes and strides toward it. "Let's dance." Nyami smirks. The challenged banshee hisses and leaps at her, jaws wide as Nyami times the lunge, swinging the bolo, feinting and then slipping aside as the banshee's jaws miss her, snapping shut. Nyami swings the bolo across its snout. The weighted thong whips twice around its long jaws, tying them shut.
A muffled scream left the creature and it slashes at her stomach with razor talons but Nyami is already leaping over the talons and tackling the banshee around the neck. It topples on its side, and she swarms it, arms around its thrashing head. Nyami grabs its whip-like antenna and brings it toward her queue but the bony head slams sideways, and clocks her right in the face, almost knocking her out. It writhes, flinging her to the ground. She slides on the rock and almost goes over the edge as Tsu'tey tenses and readies himself.
The bolo is coming loose as the creature shakes its head, way pissed off now, but Nyami scrambles up and leaps straight at it. Claws rake her leg but she gets her arms around its head and clamps down hard. They flop to the ground and she scrambles on top, pinning it and grabs its whipping antenna, locks it under her arm, and jams the end of her queue into it. They fuse together. The banshee stops struggling. It lies there panting. They are locked together, literally eye to eye. "That's right! You're mine." Nyami whispers with a large smile. The pupil of the banshee was like a deep black well. Nyami relaxes her grip and slowly, warily, slides her leg over the creature's back. Tsu'tey takes long steps to her. "First flight seals the bond. You cannot wait." Nyami sits astride the creature, feeling its power. She grips a hank of the beast's main, and the banshee is off like a shot. Nyami screams as they plummet off the cliff. The banshee wails as they fall together, spiraling out of control, and she is almost tossed loose. The thing is squawking and shrieking so much she can't think. "Shut the hell up!!" It does. "Level out! Fly straight!" It levels out. Nyami cocks her head, only thinking bank left and the animal complies. She settles the banshee into an easy loping beat of its huge wings, while she catches her breath.
Nyami guides her banshee gracefully with precise movements of its wingtips. Nyami leads them into an arcing dive around the flank of Mons Veritatis. The scenery is stunning. They pass waterfalls and swoop between hanging vines. Nyami leads her banshee in a sharp bank, skimming close to the cliffs. They punch through streamers of clouds and emerge into sunlight. Nyami's getting the hang of it. She jinks left, then right, then dives, tucking herself tight against the animal's back. She's reckless, fearless. Half in control and LOVING IT.
She hugs the animals from its back. She then thought that it needed a name. How do you like Menari? The banshee squawked in agreement and Nyami smiled. She stood on Menari's back and flared her arms. She cheered loudly. Tsu'tey watched with pride swelling in his chest as the other hunters cheered along with her. Nyami decides to show odd a little and pulls up to soar into a series of aerobatic turns. Banshees flashed through scarves of mist.
Nyami stays in the area, flying to catch the other hunters in case they fall. They passed and got their own ikrans too. Soon enough, Tsu'tey joins her in the sky. They glide together for a bit before Nyami dives, playing hide and seek with Tsu'tey among the clouds. They are wild and free in a wild world. She grins and banks hard. He dives after her. In the grotto, by firelight, Menari snaps at a piece of meat which she playfully pulls back. She's teaching it to take the food more slowly. She strokes its long head. "You are hunter now." Tsu'tey acknowledges. Nyami turns to him and smiles. "I always been one. Just not on your terms." She retorted. Tsu'tey nodded. Menari flew into the grotto to sleep. Tsu'tey walked toward Nyami as she watched Menari fly away. Nyami looked down at the ground and watched her people run around, enjoying the night. "You fit here." Nyami turned to look at Tsu'tey who was closer than she anticipated. "I had a great teacher." She looked him directly in his eye, getting lost in the amber color. Tsu'tey stepped closer and instinctively put his hands on her waist. "I...can't stop this." He whispered to her. She closed her eyes, and leaned into him. "Don't." She whispered back. Tsu'tey leaned down in a rush and connected their lips. His grip on her tightened. The kiss was simple but it was passionate. It had heat and feeling. Nyami pulled away slowly. Tsu'tey put their heads together. "Neytiri?" Nyami posed a question. How would this affect his status? "Nothing." Tsu'tey responded. He pulled her into another kiss.
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