𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐝 𝐌𝐞 𝐀𝐭 "𝐇𝐞𝐲" --𝐍𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲

09-Beautiful

Neteyam

How the fuck am i supposed to get back to my hut without anyone seeing my boner? Being so close to her made me think things, um exiting things

but i shouldn't because we aren't like that, we're friends. She smelled really good though.

i really need to figure out how the hell i'm supposed to sneak home and do something about this situation going on down there

Not to mention that i totally left Fae out there... but thank fucking eywa she didn't come with me, how embarrassing would that be! there's not a doubt it my mind that she wouldn't have missed it.

I grabbed a leaf nearby and tried to subtly cover my dick.. walking like a penguin, my loincloth is absolutely digging up my ass

i'm gonna kill myself this is so embarrassing, the walk home is about 7 minutes which is very long if you think about it..

-me, big ass random leaf

-trynna act cool

-not bumping into anyone

-no one seeing my situation

the odds aren't looking so good. 

"hey bro" Lo'ak jumped from nowhere and nudged my shoulder,

"heyyy" i said slowly, of fucking course.. i haven't even gone 1/3d of the way!

"what are you doing with a l-"

"nature. I love nature" i said way to quickly "Tsireya is looking for you, she's that way" i said pointing to some random direction

"wait really?" he asked a smile creeping up on his face, no but i'm sure she won't mind, he smirked at me before heading off, well that was a quick conversation

I made it, and i don't think anyone saw so let's also thank eywa for that.

thank you eywa.

Fae'liin

I stayed for a while yesterday, i feel the changes it's way easier to hold the bow and the shot is way... straighter? it goes straight instead of a banana shape as Neteyam called it. But i am well aware that there is loads of room for improvement.

"Fæmer you in here?" i asked walking inn, he wasn't.

I took a seat in front of a picture mom made, it was bamboo.. lines, just loads of wiggly lines pinned down with miniature spears. Mother has always been very creative, jumping to all opportunities to make art. She also used to make poems, or so she says, i can't be 100% sure since she wouldn't ever share them.

"Mother made that when i was young, i'm surprised it's not ruined yet" it was Ma'rú,

"the spears were supposed to mean something, i'm not sure what" he said sitting beside me,

"what do you see?" he asked looking intensely observing the artwork

"um" i see in fact nothing, just bamboo really

"i see.. i see anger, mother was very frustrated at that time" he sighed "i can't seem to get that out of my head. She would yell... when it wasn't turning out the way she wanted, said it was just like her life, messed up"

looking at it trying to see a meaning isn't working for me, i don't see anything.

Ma'rú was still looking, why can he seem to see something but i don't?