Chapter 1

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Ayn'ri soared the skies of Pandora, the wind blew in her face. She could taste the sweetness on the air, it was so nice. The sun began setting, which signaled Ayn'at to go home. Ayn'at took a dive on her ikran, she felt like she could fall off at any given moment. Ayn'at flew back down to a small makeshift camp she created to have nights to herself. Ayn'at landed, hopping off her ikran and grabbed the basket of fruit and meat she had collected, she got a small fire going.

Ayn'at grabbed some large sticks and placed her meat on it as she hung it above the fire, turning it occasionally so it would cook even. A loud screech erupted from her ikran, the wings of her ikran flapped hard, sending dust flying. Ayn'at grabbed her bow and loaded it before speaking loudly so whatever or whoever was out there knew she wasn't playing around.

"Whoever is out there show yourself! Before I find you and it won't end well." Her threats were real and if she found whatever was out there first she would fight it, or kill it. The bushes rustled. A Na'vi stepped out, she wears the clothes of the RDA, her hair was a mess, she pants were ripped. The strange Na'vi held her hands up.

"I mean no harm." Said the Na'vi. Ayn'at placed down her bow and walked foward, her eyes widened and her jaw gapped in awe. It was a Sarentu. Ayn'at took a breath before walking towards the Sarentu, She looked the Sarentu up and down before speaking.

"Sarentu? Story tellers, bringers of peace?! My clan and I thought you were dead!" Ayn'at exclaimed, she was shocked and surprised. Perhaps she ate something that had messed with her brain but she didn't think so.

"The Sarentu spirit isn't so easy to kill." This Na'vi was strong, at least from what Ayn'at could tell. She yanked the Sarentu's arm, bringing her over to the fire and sitting down. The Na'vi's eyes gleamed with the light of the fire, her tail swished as Ayn'at sat her down.

"Tell me what happened, I thought the Sarentu were dead." The Na'vi took a deep breath. It would be a long story but Ayn'at had nothing better to do but to sit and listen.

"My name is Zranin, the disappearance of the Sarentu was caused by the RDA and their greed. They took the children, including me. Forced to learn their ways, they killed my sister, shot her as she tried to leave. Years later I escaped." Zranin kept out the details of the cryo sleep her teacher Alma Cortez had put her in as she wanted to seem tough. Ayn'at nodded slightly before speaking.

"You have been missed." Ayn'at spoke gently, her lips were curved into a small smile. Ayn'at placed a hand onto Zranin's knee. She grabbed a piece of the cooked meat and handed it to Zranin.

"Here eat. And maybe after a song would be nice." Ayn'at talked with the same small smile. That last part was joking, her body language showed that, her tail softly hit Zranin on the back. Zranin took the meat and bit into it, flavors she had never tasted before hit her like a truck, it definitely tasted better than the RDA slop she was used to.

"I wouldn't mind singing, Mercer always hated our clan songs. He always told us to shut up and stop it. But my sister Aha'ri never did. That was until he shot her." Zranin spoke with grief in her voice, tiny tears formed in the corner of her eyes, talking about her now dead sister always made her upset. Ayn'at noticed and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"She is with Eywa now." Ayn'at spoke reassuring words and they seemed to work for now. (THIS IS STILL IN THE WORKS AND CHAPTER ONE WILL BE FINISHED LATER!!)

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