Avatar the Way of Water (My Version)

Camping and Trains

A long year had passed since that tragic day. And it was not easy for the Sullys or their people to accept that they had a war to face, a more powerful threat than before. But they knew they had to be strong. They had to believe in Eywa. Just as long as they stayed together they would all be safe.

Sylwa was flying on her Ikran Skeera over the great forest. She was covered in a wrap and armed with a bow and arrows. They flew high above the trees, hearing distant Ikran screeches. Her father was leading an army of Ikran Flyers to attack another supply train that was on its way to the Sky People's fortress leagues away from the forest. She had to make sure she was out of sight. She was not supposed to be out here.

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It was the early morning of that day. She was sitting on some cliffs just outside the Hallelujah Mountains, staring out into the open air, at the trees. She would give anything to be down there. Skeera sat next to her, purring. "I know girl," Sylwa patted her side. "We should be flying out there. I wish we were," her best friend purred again. "You're right. Let's just go for a flight. A quick one," she stood up and was about to mount.

"Not so fast," a sudden voice made her jump.

She turned around to see her dad, a stern expression on his face. "Dad? I was just ah..."

"You know you're not supposed to be out here. You could get spotted,"

"I was just looking out at the forest,"

"Don't ever leave the tent or scare us like that again," he said strictly. "Now come on. Back where you belong," he took her hand and pulled her up gently nudging her to go back into the cave.

She rolled her eyes. Escorted back to the camp in the mountains, she saw her mother and siblings rushing towards her, Neytiri pulling her into a tight hug. "I'm fine, mum," she muffled.

After her mother let go and Tuk threw her arms around her waist, Neytiri clasped her shoulders seriously. "Don't ever leave the camp like that,"

"I was just sitting outside. Is it that bad I can't have some time to myself?"

"You could have been hurt or worse," Neteyam pointed out.

"She can take care of herself. And what could happen?" supported Lo'ak. "She's not helpless,"

"That's not for you to decide," said their mother, leading to a huff from the two twins.

"It's time for the battle meeting," announced Jake. The morning passed and the entire camp was awake. Today it had been reported that another supply train would be heading through the jungle towards Hell's Gate where laid the Sky People's fortress. For months he had been leading guerrilla campaigns to relieve them of their supplies and now today was another opportunity to strike.

In their large tent, Jake, Neytiri and their sons were getting ready. Today Neteyam and Lo'ak would be spotters. The daughters would stay behind with their grandmother and take care of the mothers and children. One daughter, however, wanted to fight.

Sylwa grabbed her bow and arrows. Today she was gonna get out there and join the fighting as well. But as she prepared to leave with her choice of weapon, her dad stopped her. "You're not coming Sylwa,"

"Dad...I really think I'm ready to fight now. I can shoot like mum,"

"No. You're staying here with your grandmother and sisters so you can stay out of danger,"