His Fierce Flower - A Neteyam Sully x OC Story

Reunion

"It doesn't need to be stitched does it?" Enyu asked, wincing slightly as the Tsahìk cleaned the cut on her temple.

"Thankfully, no. It's not as deep as I thought. You bled a lot though." Mo'at rinsed the cloth in some water then continued to gently sponge at the dried blood. "How's your head? Any headaches? Nausea? Cloudy vision?"

"Ah no- well, not anymore. It did throb awfully but that was hours ago. Hurts much less now."

"Hmm. No concussion then, nevertheless keep an eye out for any change and-" Mo'at paused when she pushed Enyu's hair off her shoulder to reach the wound better, then blinked in mild disbelief at the younger Na'vi's now exposed neck. The elder sniffed in amusement then said, "Those are some interesting bruises on your neck En'yuna."

Enyu frowned as she trailed her fingers over her neck in slight puzzlement. She didn't remember falling or anything hitting her neck that could've- Neteyam!

Oh Great Mother!

Blushing furiously at the memory of how she'd gotten said bruises, she kept her head tilted downward in hopes that the Tsahìk would not see her expression.

Why did he have to leave marks?! Eywa! Can you not give me a break?! First Jake, then Neytiri and now his grandmother!

She was mortified to say the least.

"Uhh, I- I guess I probably got them when the tent collapsed and never realized..." she fibbed pathetically. She knew it was fruitless though. The elder was not stupid and probably already knew what type of bruises they were, she was a healer for goodness sake and she wasn't born yesterday either.

"Mmhmmm." The Tsahìk hummed disbelievingly as she began adding ingredients into her mortar and pestle, sniffing a few leaves and powders before tossing those in as well.

With the grandmother momentarily distracted by her concoction, Enyu glanced over to check on Tuk who was seated a couple steps away with two of her little friends.

Tuk seemed in far better spirits now that the commotion in the cave had calmed down.

Enyu had truly lost track of how long they had been there for but no new injured warriors had been brought in, in a long while, which she took as a good sign. Although, she still constantly glanced at the cave's entrance, willing Neteyam to appear, wishing the whole thing could just end already.

They were told that the warriors had left the vicinity quite some time ago and that they were heading straight to the RDA's base, pushing to end the war for good.

As things settled, she eventually told Tuk that she'd won the "No Looking Back Game" and allowed for them both to stretch their legs to go visit the little one's grandmother.

The Tsahìk had scolded her for taking so long to have her injury treated, then immediately ordered her to sit so that she could tend to it herself. Tuk had ventured not too far away, finding her friends and instantly began chatting with them. It was good to see her smile again.

Mo'at tutted in disappointment at Enyu's pathetic response as she ground the stone. "Bah! I don't know why I bother with the two of you. Hopeless! Stupid! Both of you!"

Eynu's head flung to eye the elder beside her as she continued to mutter underneath her breath. "...what was the point...Yaćksön...be dead before they...great grandbabies...fools...Neteyam...stupid...Oh Great Mother..."

"Ummm...Tsahìk?" Understanding slowly washed over her. The jig was up, Enyu realized. At the mention of her best friend's name, she grasped what the healer was trying to say about the two of them. She knew the healer figured out it was Neteyam who had given her the love bites and Enyu fought hard to control her mortification...but Yaćksön?