𝗡𝗲𝘆𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗶 ¹

Since Neytiri was a teenager, she used to practice archery with you, her good friend.

You had lived with her for a long time, you were even present when she had her first child, but everything was strange for the two of you, there was something more than friendship, but you both knew it was wrong.

After a long time, Neytiri and her family had returned to the clan to stay for a while and spend time with her mother.

When she arrived, you were excited, she wasn't very happy about what had happened and especially that she lost a child, but you managed to pull her out of that pit a little.

During a night when they went for a walk by the tree of voices, she looked around with a smile.

"This is where I met Jake..." she said tenderly.

"Also where we used to come to have fun," you said, sounding a little annoyed.

You took her hand gently.

— Ney, you know we can't hide it anymore, you know it's mutual…

You noticed that in her eyes there was confusion, fear; it was too late for a teenage love, and even more so between two women; it would be very frowned upon by the clan and by Eywa.

"No... this is wrong." He abruptly pulled his hand away.

You looked at her with disappointment.

— Are you never going to accept it? Ney, look at me, you know you feel something, Eywa knows it…

— Don't drag Eywa into this!