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.𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟.
"Tonowari was the chief of the Metkaynia... the Reff People."
"I see you, Tonowari," Arya greeted respectfully, performing the traditional Na'vi gesture of acknowledgment. Tonowari reciprocated the gesture, his expression warm as he replied, "Arya Miller." A smile graced his features as he exchanged greetings with the rest of the family.
"I knew him as a tough leader."
"But it wasn't Tonowari I was worried about."
As the female Na'vi approached, Arya greeted her warmly, "I see you, Ronal." Arya's husband mirrored the gesture, acknowledging Ronal respectfully. Tonowari, the clan leader, interjected with a question, his curiosity evident in his tone, "Why do you come to us, Arya Miller?" Arya glanced at her family, a sense of determination shining in her eyes as she explained their purpose, "We seek uturu." Ronal's reaction was one of shock, her voice filled with disbelief as she echoed the word, "Uturu?!"
Arya affirmed her request firmly, "Yes, a sanctuary for my family." But Ronal's skepticism remained evident as she approached them, her doubts surfacing in her words, "We are Reef People. You are forest People. Your skills will mean nothing here." Undeterred, Arya stood her ground, expressing her determination to adapt to their new environment, "Well, we will learn your ways." But Ronal's skepticism persisted as she reached out to assess them, her touch probing and critical. Her fingers trailed over Arya's tail, noting its thinness, "Their arms are thin," she remarked before attempting to reach for Tuk, prompting Neytan to intervene, pulling Tuk away protectively. Ronal then turned her attention to Kiri, assessing her tail and declaring, "Their tails... are weak. You will be slow in the water."
Ronal's words cut through the air like a sharp blade, slicing through the atmosphere thick with tension. As her gaze fell upon Kiri's hand, she reached out and grasped it firmly, her voice dripping with disdain as she uttered her judgment, "These children... are not even true Na'vi."
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, mingling with murmurs of disbelief. "Mom." Kiri called out to Arya before looking back at Ronal as Arya and Neytan exchanged incredulous glances, their expressions clouded with anger and defiance. "Yes, we are!" Kiri retorted boldly, her voice ringing out amidst the stunned silence.
Undeterred, Ronal moved towards Lo'ak, seizing his hand and presenting it to the People as if displaying evidence of a crime. "They have demon blood!" she proclaimed, her words laced with venom. Arya's protective instincts flared, her eyes flashing with fury as she swiftly intervened, forcefully removing Ronal's hand from Lo'ak's and pulling him close, shielding him from further scrutiny along with Kiri.
