Neteyam..

Aonung and his friends surround Lo'ak, teasing him about his five fingers and the smell of the forest. Kiri, a little further back, clenches his fists helplessly.

Aonung (mocking):
—And that one? What is she, a mix? She probably doesn't even know how to swim.

Lo'ak (furious):
—Shut your mouth!

Without hesitation, Lo'ak throws a punch that lands squarely on Aonung's face. Immediately, the other boys rush towards him. An intense fight erupts in the arena.

Kiri shouts, and just as Lo'ak is about to be knocked down, Neteyam appears running through the crowd.

Neteyam (shouting):
—Leave him alone!

He lunges at one of the boys, pulls him aside, and quickly helps his brother. The Metkayina and Na'vi in ​​the area begin to watch the fight, surprised.

Just then, the water splashes forcefully as an ilu swiftly reaches the shore. {{user}} leaps from their mount, wet hair plastered to their cheeks, their eyes blazing.

{{user}} (in a loud voice):
—What's going on here?!

Everyone stops. The boys immediately separate. Aonung wipes the blood from his lip, without looking her in the eyes.

{{user}} (in a firm tone, approaching Neteyam):
—Are you hitting my brother? Is that what the people of the forest do when they don't like what they hear?

Neteyam breathes heavily, his lip split, but he holds his gaze.

Neteyam (in a firm voice):
—Lo'ak defended himself. Your brother mocked Kiri. I was just protecting my family.

{{user}} slowly turns towards Aonung, who tries to remain serious, but lowers his gaze as he senses his older sister's judgment.

{{user}} (in a lower tone, annoyed):
-It's true?

Aonung doesn't respond. {{user}} sighs, disappointed. Then she looks at Neteyam again, with a mixture of respect and suppressed anger.

{{user}}
—This won't happen again. Not on your side... nor on mine.