" isn't it just so pretty to think, all along there was some invisible string tying you to me ."
Sylwana te Suli Neytiri'ite is the calm, kind, compassionate first born daughter of Toruk Makto. What started as leaving her forest home in order to esc...
𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 And it rains in your bedroom Everything is wrong It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone 'Cause I was there when you said, "Forever and always" You didn't mean it baby, You said, "Forever and always", yeah. 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞
Twins weren't a concept familiar to the Na'vi. In fact, they had never seen two babies be born simultaneously before. So when Neytiri claimed another child was yet to arrive after the birth of her son, the Tsahík was shocked to see that she was right.
The clan was, to put it lightly, very intrigued by this phenomenon. They had many questions, all of which their Tsahík, Mo'at, tried to answer. However, it was their Olo'eyktan that had the solution. Jake Sully was an avatar, with both Na'vi and human DNA. He was also a twin, whom his avatar body had originally belonged to. He suggested that maybe the cause of two children was simply the human genes in his avatar. Mo'at, who disliked his 'demon' outlook, in contrast decided that the twins were simply one soul born into two bodies. And if Jake was perfectly honest, she seemed to be right. As the twins, Neteyam and Sylwana, grew older, any moment spent apart was torment. They would be irritable, easily upset, until their other half returned and with them the light in their eyes.
Jake worried that his children would be born with his human attributes, which the Omatikaya people still eyed with apprehension. To his relief, Neteyam and Sylwana had three fingers and no eyebrows, just like their mother.
When Neytiri first saw her daughter, the resemblance to her late sister was undeniable. Her daughter had the same eyes, nose, and lips as her older sister. So much so that she knew immediately what her name should be; and so Sylwana was named after her deceased aunt. Neytiri's late sister was a calm, kind soul who was passionate about healing and medicinal plants. Her daughter was the same; watching Mo'at in awe when she sorted her supplies or healed the clan's warriors.
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Bright laughter could more or less be heard through the wind rushing in her ears as Sylwana chased her other half through the floating mountains. They were on patrol with their parents; who they had separated from to cover more ground. The human mind was a scary thing, and though the Omatikaya didn't like to admit it, it could sometimes surprise even them.
Neteyam yelped as Sylwana's ikran, Na'ru, playfully bit at his. He grinned, a sly look on his face that Sylwana knew meant he'd had an idea. His ikran, Oryxn, suddenly veered down, disappearing into the clouds. Sylwana bit her lip, wondering what her dear brother was up to. She watched the clouds carefully, ready to react should he break through the clouds once again. She waited and waited, until she realised what Neteyam was doing. He was waiting as well, except he was waiting patiently. Neteyam and Slywana were alike in many ways, and where they were both very patient, Sylwana also hated to sit in anticipation. Neteyam knew they could both play the long game, but Sylwana would ultimately be the one to fly down to him as she could not stand suspense. But, she thought determinedly, Neteyam had forgotten one important aspect to her character; she was stubborn. True was the fact that she hated to sit in expectancy, but she would sit in anything if it meant she won whatever game they played.
