His Fierce Flower - A Neteyam Sully x OC Story

Epilogue

"Boo," said a low voice in her ear. A pair of arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her against a hard chest and Enyu smiled when a face nuzzled her temple.

"Nice try. I heard you coming."

"I'll get you next time then," Neteyam said, playfully. "So tell me, how's it feel to be mated to the clan's Second in Command?"

"Hmm. I don't know...I guess he'll have to actually mate me first before I could tell you how I feel," she said, smiling, trying to rile him up.

"Ooh. Ouch. Message received." He squeezed her tighter, hiding his grin against her jaw. "I'm working on it baby, I'm working on it. I'm sorry."

She turned in the circle of his arms, hands reaching up to play with the hair at the nape of his neck. "I'm teasing of course. I know things have been crazy, and hey. I am so, so proud of you. You'll make an amazing Second....your butt looked real cute up there too," she teased, enjoying the blush that bloomed across his face.

"Thank you baby."

Enyu brushed her palm against the material of his new warrior belt. "It's beautiful. It was made for you Ma'Teyam," she murmured, admiring the details, unbeknown to his hungry stare.

Neyetam was officially the clan's new Second in Command. He had finally accepted the position they had offered him, but under his own terms to which Enyu was very surprised that the council actually agreed to. She could not have been prouder.

The ceremony had only ended a short while ago. It was a simple but joyous occasion and the celebration festivities would be starting soon.

Jake had called up and publicly thanked and honoured Ts'olbia- Neteyam's predecessor and the clan cheered and praised the retiring Na'vi. Their shouts and native hoots however, were even louder when Jake proudly introduced his eldest son as his new Second.

Ts'olbia bestowed Neteyam with his new warrior belt- which showed his change in rank, both showing the Na'vi sign of respect to each other, before the council members each blessed her future mate with their marks of approval.

Enyu had stood on the side lines along with the rest of the Sully family and had the biggest grin on her face the entire time. Neytiri had linked arms with her, watching her son with misty eyes that were filled with pride and Lo'ak who stood on her other side bellowed the loudest in cheer amongst their little group.

The clan had chanted and sang in unison as their Olo'eyktan and newly appointed Tsahìk then honoured their son- Jake and Neytiri, dressed in their best garbs, gifted him a grand and intricately crafted bow.

He was a sight to behold and Enyu beamed when Neteyam smiled right at her, as if she were the only one in the crowd.

It had been three months since the final battle and a lot had changed.

They still lived at High Camp. The last few months were mainly about rebuilding and healing. They had buried their dead, grieved and were slowly moving on with life, growing stronger each day.

With the help of the Tipani warriors and a few others who joined later on, the clan seemed to be thriving once again.

A plan of action was slowly in the works to relocate the entire clan as well. There was no hurry though. Jake wanted it to be a "one and done deal" which was why he thought every detail and step should be well planned and thought out. The move itself would be a huge task on its own and they were still in the process of finding the perfect location.

"What do you say we run home for a bit, hmm?" Neteyam raised his eyebrows, looking down at her rather suggestively.

It took her a minute to understand what he was implying. "Tey. We can't...the celebrations? People are going to wonder where you are."