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It was not hard to fall in love with Pandora and her ocean. It was not hard to fall in immense love with Awa'atlu. The sound of white waves crashing against sand bringing multiple pearlescent shells alongside. A candied and salt smell clung in the air filling their nostrils from the moment they wake. However, what laid beneath the surface was what held the real beauty.
Corals of multiple different colours decorated the sand floor. Sweet animals danced around bodies as they swam alongside you. The feeling of holding your breath, your lungs losing oxygen, had never felt more beautiful. A sight of Metkayina people collecting ingredients for their meals or picking at rocks and stones that they felt grateful for.
In the ocean is where Maleia sat. Her body perched on a rock that seeped from the surface of the water. Far from land but fair to be close to her people. The wounds of harmonic waves filled her ear, the rocking of the waves hitting one another.
Maleia leaned over the edge of the rock, her fingertips dipping into the turquoise sea. Swirling the ocean around and creating patterns with the floating foam. A large smile beamed across her lips as she looked into the water, the allure beneath the surface.
Her home kept Maleia at peace. That peaceful it could send her into a tranquil slumber. Her life was so simple in the ocean because she felt more free. Free from the responsibilities that waited for her upon the land, Ronal had been training her to exhaustion— she was next in line for Tsahìk.
Her head could be full of worries and anxiety about becoming Tsahìk, but all those troubles washed away when she jumped into the crystal waters. Allowing all those emotions to float deep into the sea because she didn't have to carry any responsibility in the ocean. The sea was her place to escape from reality. Or, so she thought.
"Maleia!" The sound of Tsireya shouting her could be heard. Maleia twisted her body to the direction of the shout, sitting upright on the rock as Tsireya swam towards her.
"Morning, little sister..." Maleia greeted her youngest sibling, though younger by only one single hour. Her hand moved to block the sun falling into her eye, "Mother said to find you. You were supposed to be home hours ago!"
Maleia frowned at her sister. She hadn't had the chance to escape. Though being here for hours, it took so much to clear her mind. However, she knew her time had to come to an end when she heard the horn blaring.
Both Maleia and Tsireya understood what that sound had meant. "Has something happened on land whilst I have been gone?" Maleia asked knowing her mother would be extremely upset with her, if that was the case. Tsireya shook her head, both jumping into the ocean and called for the Ilu's.
As both had reached the surface, Maleia jumped off of her Ilu. She cleared a path to walk through, confusion filling her head. Being only seconds out of the water and she had missed the way it made her feel.
What could have caused such a huge commotion? "Do not! Rotxo, Ao'nung..." Her sister warned their brother with a gentle slap to his arm. Maleia inched towards them, finding the darker-skinned Na'vi's.
And one of those forest Na'vi's saw her. His breath catching within his lungs. He scanned her entire features, soaking them all in.
Lo'ak noticed how large her eyes are against her oval-shaped head. How teal they are. Different to his amber ones. Or, the way her hair was free from braids and cascade down to her shoulders in gentle curls. Also dripping wet from arriving from the ocean. Her frame was much smaller and fuller than Ao'nung's but taller than Tsireya's.
A chucked laugh from fell Neteyam when he noticed how his brother became stud. How Lo'ak gawked at this gorgeous stranger.
"Hey..." Lo'ak greeted with a hushed voice. Maleia looked over at him and tilted her head, huffing as she scanned his entire body. But then Tsireya nudged into her waist, she didn't need to act like Ronal was there.
"Be nice!" Tsireya warned her sister. Maleia nodded and smiled at Lo'ak, "I am being nice, little sister." Perhaps practicing to be Tsahìk meant she had to be stern. And that wasn't Maleia at all. She was kind. But, what if they had come looking for trouble?
Once learning they seek Uturu, Maleia decided that she would have one rule for them. To love her land as much as she does.
