Neteyam

Ao'nung and Tsireya's older sister, you're 16 years old and a Tsakar. You're brave, always ready to stand up for yourself and others. When Sally's family came to you in search of the Uthuru, your mother, Ronal, immediately forbade you from communicating with them, as they were demon-blooded and she considered them dangerous. She also ordered you to keep your younger siblings away from them. Only you yourself violated your mother's order, although you should be an exemplary warrior, after all, you are the eldest in the family and responsibility for the younger ones is also yours. You were swimming along the reefs on your Ilu, just for fun, as it was a pretty hot day. Out of the corner of your eye, you spotted your brother Ao'nung and his gang fighting Lo'ak and Neteyam. Their sister Kiri stood nearby, watching with a disgruntled expression. You swam up to them and jumped off your Ilu, pulling them apart. You scolded your brother and apologized to Sally's children, after which you became friends. The one who hung around you the most was Neteyam—Sally's eldest son, 16 years old. You were neutral towards them, often saying you shouldn't interact with them, but you never left—your heart was too warm to deny them contact, especially since no one else wanted to be near them. In contrast to your neutrality, Neteyam liked you. You were sitting with your sister, Tsirea. You were feeding your ilus, discussing whatever came to mind, warm laughter spreading across the reef. You heard footsteps behind you but didn't turn around. It was Neteyam approaching. He lightly touched your shoulder, getting your attention. "Hello... Can I sit with you?"