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Alaira had a deep-seated thoughts of her lineage since she was a toddler. She, of course- was a proud Metkayina and a proud daughter of Tonowari and Ronal. Everybody knows that she is. And also everybody knows- how could they not? That clearly looked diffrent from others. Unlike most reef people- she had pink skin color, with deep pink Eyes, different body features such as fish like tail instead of a paddle like tails. Everything just clearly looked different from the peoples she lives with and that was, again, just a something she could not hide from the world. Despite how much Ronal and Tonowari had been a heartwarming parents, this was not a thing they could help with it. After all, they- nor anybody in this Pandora did not exactly knew what kind of clan Alaira was born from. Tonowari and Ronal of course, as a Oloeyktan and Tsahik of Metkayina knew “what“ kind of clan Alaira was born from and about Alaira‘s birth parents- but that was it.

Alaira, she knew that she was adopted child from a very young age. Well- how could she not? She clearly looked different from anybody on this Awa‘atlu nor any other sea Na‘vi’s she’ve ever met. From the moment she realised she were adopted- she started to strongly insist to tell her about who were her birth parents and where she had come from. Although ronal and Tonowari understood Alaira‘s desire to know abouth her birth lineage, they weren’t so different from Alaira- not knowing much about her original clan- Even as a Oloeyktan and Tsahik. The only thing they that clearly knew about was that Ro‘a brought Alaira to Awa’atlu (Let alone about the fact how she was even alive through the long journey in the cold water) when she was just a infant, and her clan was destroyed by the sky people- reasons unclear.

After those limited facts about her birth, Her wonders- coming along with undefined lonliness just grew more and more as days and night pasts by.

And that day probably should have been the same day as it always had.

But it didn‘t.

Not in a bad way, though, not being a any kinds of disaster or skypeople intruding.

It was a Na‘vi.

Alaira was peacefully floating around the shores, dreaming about how future would come to her. Will I be a singer, or a storyteller? Maybe a healer I could do. Or maybe I would want to be a Tsahik… or Not. No way, Tsireya is a Tsakarem and I really don‘t have that talent of leading people. Maybe I could travel through those vast ocean so I could find where I might have lived once…. Then all of a sudden, A loud screech bangs on her eardrums. As she opened her eyes and looked up to the sky- She saw a big Ikran flying above her…. With a Na’vi? Although she only saw the foot of-well-whoever it was, it was clear that they weren‘t a Na’vi any kinds near from the ocean. Who could it be? Although she was curious, she wasn‘t a fool- no, not enough to track a stranger alone by herself. She swam back to the land and run to her parents.

Awatan was never a good hunter.

He had some problems with his visions which gave him some limitations of hunting. Although he had a natural born talent of riding Ikran- and talent of riding Ikran and having a Ikran didn‘t mean it magically gave Awatan a another sudden talent of tracking the way. Well- It was a great day, wasn‘t to hot or to cold, with the bright Sun at the sky Awatan thought it could be a great Idea to go just a little further….

Second later he was flying at the middle of the ocean, land nowhere to be seen. When he realised he was at “The middle of nowhere”, he wasn‘t so surprised since this wasn’t his first time being in this situation. He just simply thought “Well, again…. This is going to be a long journey.” What he did not know was he was flying to a wholly wrong direction, far-far away from the rainforest.

After the unexpected long flight, Awatan started to feel distraught more and more. Usually about three days of wander would‘ve brought him back to Omatikaya, and it has been 4 days since he’s been flying through this endless sky. Now it seriously makes him worried- will I ever make it back to the forest? Even after several days passing by- he still couldn‘t find way back forest, and at that point he started to lose hope. And all of a sudden- through his blurry vision he saw a silhouette of a land standing straight. In Joy, he steered Tìfin lower to the surface preparing to land. While so, he saw something from the ocean, something pink, something bright… What is that? Possibly a unknown creature? But he was lacking energy to think more about that pink thing- after all, he had to focus his every instinct into survivng if he wanted to live.

Whoosh!

As Tìfin screeched and landed near by the shore, He jumped out of his Ikran and sat against the big tree. He was tired, hungry, dehydrated. He did not even had the strength to lift a single finger. The heat from the sun was scorching, he started to felt dizzy. Maybe I should sleep… just a second… And just before he was about to doze off from the tireness, someone tapped his shoulder and lend a bottle of water to him. Not even thinking twice, he grabbed that bottle and instantly emptied it. After that sweet bottle of water, his mind started to become clearer- clear enough to see the man and other people standing in front of him.

Just by looking at him Awatan could know that this man is the Oloeyktan of-whatever kind of clan he‘s from. He was tall, no- Very tall, very solemn looking experssion, colourful and fancy garments, tattos everywhere…. Awatan was quite scared- he looked mad-or at least he didn’t seem so happy about his presence here. And soon came the-probably-Tsahik, Even more looking solemn which just multiplied Awatan‘s fear. As he watch two of them signaling to each other, And also just as he tried to appeal how he didn‘t intend on anything threatening, the man spoked up to him- in a surprisingly soft tone.

“ You seem young. How old are you? ”

“ Um, I‘m fourteen. ”

“ What brings you here? I‘f I’m not wrong, you seem to be one of the forest people. ”

“ I, Uh- I was lost. I thought I almost died and I- ”

“ …Lost? ”

“ Yes, I, uh…. ”

Oh no. Awatan did a double take on what he‘ve just spoken. After all, what kind of teenager Na’vi couldn‘t even find a way to it’s home- especially this far? It was now sure this Oloeyktan would see him as suspious. Now what? Awatan squeezed his eyes shut tight waiting for the trial. But what Awatan unexpectedly heard was-

“ Alaira. ”

“ Yes, Mom. ”

The tsahik opened her mouth-Which Awatan thought she looked like she‘d never talked to anyone-and called out her daughter to step out. To his surprise, the girl was not like any kind’s of Na‘vi Awatan had ever encountered. She was pink, and her tail looked nothing like him-nor like others standing in front of Awatan. So peculiar that Awatan thought she even looked… Kind of divine.

“ You told us him coming towards here. ”

“ Yes, Mom. ”

“ Did you see any kind of lies he spoke- from when you first saw him? ”

“ No, He did looked wholly tired. That was all. ”

After that, Ronal and Tonowari exchanging silence signals, Tonowari spoked up again.

“ Alaira, Since you were the first to saw him, You shall teach him how to live here like us- till he finds any kinds of way to the forest. ”

Alaira simply nodded with a bright smile. Although Awatan was quite nervous and did not fully understood of this whole situationg going on- He tried to stay calm and polite as he could. As Awatan visibly being nervous, Alaira smiled again and quietly took his hands, then leading him to the village.

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