zoslu sä’eoio @jxkesully
AS SHE STANDS THERE at the base of Vitraya Ramunong<The Tree of Souls> staring out at her clan, her family, all spread out and seated in a semi-circle and ready for the ceremony to once more begin. She can’t help but feel a twinge of nervousness, a feeling that translates through her flatted ears and twitching tail. This would be her first time acting as Tsahìk in this ceremony and unlike the last ones they have had ––– it would be in an attempt to save someone’s life.
As a hand falls on her shoulder she turns to see her mother beside her, ❝ < do not be afraid, Neytiri, > ❞ simple words filled with confidence and they actually help. Neytiri silently nods back at her mother before looking at Jake. Moving over to him she squeezes his arm as she looks down at the pair of bodies... twins.
❝ < It is time, Jake.> Make the bond, ❞ she says softly. As each Na’vi connects themselves into ground, the Tree’s veins begin that tell tale heartbeat that is has become so familiar to her People. An entire clan acting as one to save a life; she moves away to stand between the tawtute and his dream walker.
The ceremony will begin soon and it will be up to Eywa to decide whether it will be time for IsaacClarke to rest or be reborn. Truthfully, she hopes he survives it... after Grace died, she hopes another is not lost in their attempt to save a human from death.
