𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒,
It was scary how far she would go to protect them.
the lengths she would take to keep them safe.
no matter the cost she knew she would sacrifice
herself for them, she would kill for them and
she knew that no matter what...
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ZÖE'ILEN TE SULLI NEYTIRI'ITE was like any other Na'vi from the Omaticaya clan, the only clear difference was her magenta eyes. Purple. A similar color to neon lights in the sky when eclipse is about to return.
They were mesmerizing. It was the only reason it made her different from her brothers and sisters and the one and only reason many saw her as an outcast. Not that her siblings weren't considered outcast themselves with their extra fingers and bushy eyebrows but with her it was something to be noticed instantly. But it didn't bother her, she knew that she, like her siblings, were purely unique.
As time went by, Zöe'ilen was known for being vicious and aware. Always careful of her surroundings even when there was no danger nearby.
Hostile to the ones that disrespected the ones in higher position, or in other words her family, her parents, her siblings, and her grandmother. Violent with the ones that caused any harm to the people she cared for.
She had begged her father from a young age to train her for the wars that we're to come. No child should have to think of those things, but Zöe'ilen knew something would come sooner or later and she needed to be prepared. To be able to protect her family and her people.
She trained until her muscles were sore, she wanted to become a warrior, to be able to protect her people until her last breath.
From a young age she had been proposed to be the next Olo'eykte to the Omaticaya but she never felt like she was up to the part, wasn't born for the title of leader or the spiritual leader, she was a warrior but her life had already been written for her and even if she didn't believe she could be a leader worth following she followed the path that was chosen.
