The Barren lands.

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The golden sands of Apxa of the srane. 

The recoms watched as miles moved from a brisk walk to a jog and soon into a full fledged run. His tail swaying as he ran,calls vibrating his throat as he ran to his home. 

The recoms soon quickly followed him. The six recoms slid down golden dunes, dust whipping behind them in the wind. 

Miles ran, excitement burning through him as his bare feet kicked through the golden sands of his home, of your homeland. His emerald eyes took in the land, as his soul flew within him. He could hear the calls from the recoms and he glanced over his shoulder seeing them following with ease. Miles laughed as he turned and continued to run, passing the herd of the great horse-like creatures you and him have hunted. The wind softly blew in his hair, as he turned course to an oasis. He will lead his small group to get fresh water, clean themselves and then he will figure out how to find you. 

His excitement seemed to brush off onto the others as they did not slow from their paces as he kept running. The heat of the sun pierced down on his back as he led them through the yellowed lands. 

  

  The calm waters of the oasis, cooled them all as they bathed, cleaned themselves and drinked the cool clean spring waters. Miles enjoyed the cool waters on his skin as he laid into the oasis springs, floating. He could hear the others talking, rough housing and who knows what on the oasis banks. He breathed in large soft breaths as he breathed them out, his heart raced with excitement, with hope, because he knew deep down he would see you again. 

 He would be yours again. He knew it deep in his soul, he would be yours and you as his. 

 He could hear the chatter from the beach grew and he opened his eyes, before moving to look at them something small and yet velvetly moved accrossed his finger tips. Miles ears twitched and he turned his head to see schools of small fish swimming around him and close to him. He felt the tickle as some swammed over his sunken stomach. They swarmed his flaiting body and he smiled as he looked at them. 

"'Hello mother."' He whispered as he felt the soft embraces of a mother who had waited patiently for him to get his shit together. 

"'I came back for your daughter. …"' He whispered to the great mother. 

"'If you still give me your blessings"' 

The recoms stood at the Small ponds shore bank, their eyes widening as hundreds of small glowing, Iridescent fish swarmed Miles, brushing across his skin, moving through his body and it seemed as if they seemed to pulsate as one giant heartbeat. Their once colonel moved his head back to face the sky, his eyes closing as he floated amongst the fish. His own skin shimmered under the skin as the flecks of his flesh  illuminated. 

Lyle moved, eyes widening more at the sight, a look of longing came over his features and Zdog moved a hand over his shoulder. A look of understanding overcoming her face as well. 

"One day it will be us lyle." Zdog assured him. "But first it has to be him." 

You moved through the sands of your homeland, a small infant in a kanga on your back, his small hands and face pressed against you as he slept. 

Three young juveniles following your lead, One of your own and two found lost and no home to go to.  Your eyes moved to the three young ones in front of you. Your eyes crinkled with amusement.

"'Watch this spider!"' Apera called out to your small human son.  You watched as spider moved from his conversation with Haimona to face the young na'vi girl. You saw how Haimona glared over at the girl and a chuckle left you as you moved past the group. An arrow flying ahead landing into some of the deserts fauna,  a great distance indeed and shows promise of a future strong huntress on these lands. A good daughter to be.