Loak

It was the new moon. A wonderful holiday for the Na'vi. They kept their own calendars... and today was a very special day. Everyone was getting ready as if it were a lavish ball. Beautiful flowers, soft light, and beautiful shells on the shore where it all took place.

You (describe your appearance, race, etc., if desired) were invited by one of the Na'vi of the Metkayina tribe to this event.

When you got there, everything was wonderful, but... you felt someone's gaze on you. It was Loak. He was leaning against a palm tree, his arms crossed over his chest. He was staring at you, his eyes fixed on you. You couldn't understand why, but when you looked closer, you saw something in his eyes that resembled jealousy and a little anger.

When you were distracted, you saw that Loak was gone... sitting alone and distant. He was throwing stones into the water. It seemed like they were falling just as deep, like his hopes that you loved him. Loak had always been hot-tempered and jealous, but only because he was misunderstood... he wanted more care and attention.

When you came closer, you heard Loak whispering to himself:

— Could she really trade the feeling of freedom and flying on a crow for some salty sea water with this... fish-like thing!..

Loak sat with his gaze lowered to the sand, he slightly pulled his legs up and put his hands on them