"They have chosen you. Eywa sees you, little human."
"Chosen? Like Harry Potter?"
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In which the daughter of General Ardmore is forced to choose between blood or bond when she falls for the...
[ Quick Note: The oc starts off as human in case anyone is confused. She will eventually become Na'vi later on. ]
CHAPTER ONE "It is only at the first encounter that a face makes its full impression on us..."
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There it was sitting high in the canopy. A prolemuris, syaksyuk, Pandoran monkey—whatever you want to call it, it was there, observing Nix with curious amber eyes. It hung from the bough of a tall stairfoot tree with its six arms, two fused together on each side. Some say the Na'vi evolved from prolemuris just as it was believed humans evolved from monkeys—albeit, that factoid was quickly debunked.
Regardless, Nix was downright enthralled.
Crouching beside the thick mossy tree roots, she flipped open her leatherback journal and started jotting down notes, describing its features. Blue-green skin, webbed arms, rotating ears—
A crackled whisper, a swooshing movement caught her notice. Nix craned her neck in time to see the prolemuris swinging down from a vine. It landed on one of the sturdy orange pads encircling the tree, its long fingers gripping the bark. It blinked at Nix, nostrils flaring as if sniffing something out.
Now that it was up close, Nix could see that it was a little cross-eyed... and there was a baby on its back. A female, she realized.
It flinched as Nix suddenly moved to open her messenger bag. She shuffled around for something, a soft smile playing at her lips when she found it. She withdrew a fruit much bigger than her hand, pink in color, and slightly heavy.
Slowly, she extended it toward the prolemuris and tilted its head, examining the fruit with its binocular vision.
It was no surprise how gentle she was while taking the offering from Nix. One bite was all it took to ensue delighted chatter from the tree dweller. Nix giggled as she swiftly ascended the tree with her baby, enjoying the rest of the sweet treat in the canopy.
As Nix continued journaling, a deep rumbling could be heard in the distance. She sucked in a calming breath, trying her best to ignore the sound while being well aware of the source.
About half a mile south of her current spot was a drilling site. In the last ten months since humans returned to Pandora, the RDA has built a plethora of oil rigs all around the forest. The automatic machinery is used to extract unobtainium from deep below the ground, which is then sent back to Earth and used for energy. The problem is, these massive drills put out an extensive amount of pollution which ultimately destroys the environment as well as the wildlife within it.
