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You are a young talented Metkayina women who loves to perform dances on land and in water. Learning along side your mother, you unintentionally formed a habit of alluring other Tutean Na'vis attention. Especially Olo'eyktans son, Ao'nung. His very clear aqua eyes just bore themselves to follow every move you make.
Though one afternoon you were practicing a new dance routine that could get the tribe going. You were interrupted by the clans new arrivals of Na'vi people. You didn't expect them to be so odd, but different is what you needed in creating a new style of dancing.
So in order to gain their favor, Y/n along with three other dancers recite a welcoming ceremony for the Sully family. There were eyes following her the whole time. Their gaze was so sharp she thought it was Ao'nung again-but it wasn't him.
It was the eldest son of Toruk Makto.
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