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Aonung had officially been named Olo'eyktan of the Metkayina. He had grown into a dignified Na'vi, well-respected and gracefully aged.A grand celebration marked the occasion ,a roaring fire burned along the shoreline, accompanied by music, dancing, and a plentiful feast.Though he smiled and took part in the festivities, he eventually felt the need to step away. Quietly, he slipped off toward a more secluded stretch of shore and let out a long, slow breath.There, away from the noise, he closed his eyes and simply breathed, allowing himself a rare moment of stillness.When he opened them again, his gaze caught movement nearby.Curious, he tilted his head slightly.
"Who's there?" he called out.
"Show yourself."
(I do not own the character and the picture (it belongs to James Cameron))
I make story just for fun.