✧Chapter 17: Feel the tension between us

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Neteyam's POV

Some weeks had passed since the incident with the humans. I currently was leaving the animals we had haunted today in the kitchen before going to the river to pick my sister up. "Hey Neteyam, how you doing?" Ishkhan the cook asked as he was inspecting the dead creatures that lay on the ground. "I'm fine, the wound has nearly healed completely. How are you?"  "Same thing right here. I see you had a successful hunt today" "Yeah, we got lucky"

"Well, I don't want to take more of your time. Have a nice day Neteyam", "See you at dinner" I replied leaving the kitchen. Ishkhan was one of the few na'vis in the clan to be accepting towards my family, he was respected around here which meant that whenever we were with him no one dared to even look bad at us. 

Arriving at the river, I observed from afar how the beautiful leader was teaching my sister to shoot an arrow. She was so gentle with her while carefully holding her arms to place her in the right position. It was the most heartwarming scene I had seen in a while. The love she had for my sister, the way she cared for her and how she treated her even though she was an outsider, was one of the reasons I knew Azura had a pure heart. 

Getting close to them, I made sure to make enough noise so they would know it was me. "Neteyam!" my sister shouted excitedly when she saw me, "Look what Azura taught us today". She quickly grabbed an arrow and shoot towards a stuffed toy hanging off a tree. "That's amazing Tuk" I encouraged her as she continued shooting the other toys that hang from the trees that surrounded her. 

"She is a quick learner. Tuk has advanced a lot since we started" Azura said from beside me, I turned my head to look at her. "She looks happy, I haven't seen her like this in a long time. Every afternoon on our way back to our kelku all she talks about is all you taught her" I said making her smile. "I'm delighted she finds comfort in my clan. She's still so young, she deserves a normal childhood",  I nodded as I looked back at my sister. 

"Anek! Tuk! The class is over, you can enjoy some free time" Azura shouted to the kids who run our way. "Azura teach us how to make a bracelet like yours please" my sister begged the leader while pulling her hand, "You promised us" Anek added with a pot grabbing her other hand. 

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you. Do you want to join us Neteyam?" she asked as she walked hand in hand with both kids. "Sure", I followed them to a small grassy space surrounded by a few trees that covered the place with their shade. "Will do it with the threats I use to hang the toys, it isn't the best option but is all that I have right now" Azura said unrolling the ball of thin rope she had in her hands.

"To begin, we need two or three threads. I'll use two so it'll be easier for you to learn" Azura said as she tied the head of one of them to the other. "Now that they are attached, you need to take one of them and knot it loosely over the other", we watched every one of her movements with intrigued faces. "And with care, we move the knot upwards and pull the thread so it tightens. Once we do this we just have to do the same repeatedly alternating one thread with the other"

Azura continued to do several knots so we would understand the concept and see the result, "See, it's very easy". "It looks so beautiful" Tuk said in awe while she rested her head on Azura's shoulder causing the Olo'eykte to look at my sister with a stunning smile. "Here. Have some all of you, I'll assist you as you do them", she began to give each of us two threads so we would be able to do one by ourselves.

As we concentrated on making the bracelets, Azura walked around to watch how we were doing. I was visibly struggling with making the knots stay in their place. "Let me help you", she kneeled behind me and reached forwards to take my hands in hers. Her chest was against my back as she rested her chin on my shoulder. Azura began to guide my hands to show me how it should be done, "This way the knot won't move"

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