୨ৎ "Being with you, like this.." Tamtey begins. "Is something I never even dared to dream of." She admits. So'lek lifts his head in surprise, his eyes meeting hers. "But now," She smiles down at him, lifting her hand to caress his face. "I don't need to dream." ୨ৎ So'lek and Tamtey are forced to spend almost all of their time together when the Mangkwan begin to take over the Western Frontier. Longing glances and sincere words bring the two closer than they ever thought possible. ୨ৎ This fanfic follows the events of Avatar: Frontiers of Pandora - From the Ashes as well as some elements from the Avatar movies! ୨ৎ So'lek x Tamtey Slow Burn Romance

Successor to ''When the Ashes Settle'', this is the second installment in the duology. Thirteen years after the war ended, peace moves across Pandora in calm rhythm, like a lake that almost convinces you it'd never seen thunder. Tamtey leads the Sarentu as olo'eykte, with Ri'nela as her tsahìk and So'lek at their side, loyal as ever. Leadership fits them like it always meant to, a blade sharpened through meticulous hands. They welcome three children into the world who each reflect them in different ways. Ivä, fierce and commanding; Kha'lo, careful and perceptive; then little Fika, so small she only knew laughter. The Sarentu reclaim their identity as nomads and storytellers, traveling from clan to clan, place to place, welcomed and respected as their ancestors once were. For awhile, the freedom made them feel untouchable. But far across Pandora, the humans have been festering like an open wound. They return not as miners or soldiers, but as architects and playwrights crafting spectacle. With Earth collapsing under pollution, famine, and disease, the wealthy are offered salvation in the form of avatar bodies and a newly crafted frontier made specially for them. A vast city rises. Glass towers replace drill rigs, cafés and boutiques bloom beside glowing flora, not on top of it. Pandora becomes the luxury destination it was always meant to be in the eyes of humans. Celebrities and corporate elites arrive to perform and be showered in gifts beneath floating mountains. Visitors purchase "authentic" artifacts while posting selfies to their timelines. Wealth remains the deity, and exploitation has simply changed its costume. Thirteen years of peace had taught Tamtey how to believe in it again, but it also taught her how to recognize the comings of a storm. This time, would they be able to waver it?

They took the Sarentu and therefore stole his peace. Now So'lek is hunting. There are no rules left to follow and no mercy left to give. He will pay any price, spill any blood, and will overcome any distance to find her. The hunt as begun, and this time, he doesn't play fair. -follows the events of from the ashes until it doesn't -spoilers!

The time of war had ended. Peace flourished as the remnants of the RDA fled the Western Frontier, only leaving behind scraps of metal as proof they'd ever been there. For a time, Pandora began to heal. She reclaimed what the sky-people had ruined, stitching the wounds of time closed with root and vine. Life moved forward. The Resistance turned its focus to the living world Ewya breathed. Alma settled into her human body again. Ri'nela learned what it meant to carry the weight of a tsahìk's voice. Teylan shaped metal and wires into something meant to protect, rather than destroy. Yet, Tamtey did not find peace. Sleep brought the memories of TAP that haunted her, driving her from her bed night after night. Only the soft wind beneath unfamiliar stars offered any peace. She was rarely alone for long. So'lek always found her there, sharing quiet hours until the dawn chased away the dark, trading dreams and the horrors that kept them awake. Still, the forest shook with unease. Ewya's song wavered, strained by something distant -- quickly approaching. Smoke stained the horizon. Thin and gray, whispering against the clouds. A single flake of ash drifted down, landing on top of Tamtey's bouncing knee. So'lek reached out and swiped it away, pinching it until it vanished. "Ash..." he murmured, gaze fixed on the rising plumes beyond the trees. "And fire," Tamtey replied, her voice unwavering. The forest fell silent around them. Even the animals did not cry out. A new enemy was coming.