HAPPY SOTEY WEEK (It's been ages since I last participated in any kind of this event, be patient with me)
Monday's prompt is Sparring so here we go.
Warnings: FEMALE TAMTEY, Teylan being a menace and a terrible wingman, SHORT AND QUICK enjoy.
They have been at it the entire morning...
To Teylan's credit he kept trying, no matter how many times Tamtey kicked his ass he got up again and again.
"Let's take five minutes" Tamtey suggests after a specially hard fall.
"No, I want to keep trying, I need to be able to defend myself!"
"Yes, but I'm not going to beat the shit out of you for real, let's drink some water, eat some fruit and relax, we can continue later, you need to rest, or you'll get really hurt"
Teylan pouts but nods, giving in, he knows how stubborn she can be, and if he was honest, his right side would gladly accept that break.
"Tired of playing?" So'lek comes closer, bringing Teylan a Dapophet pod, he's almost laughing.
"I'm trying to teach Teylan how to get better at hand to hand, in case he ever finds himself in danger, either with humans of the stupid Mangkwan again"
So'lek nods. "That's actually a good idea, but from what I can see you aren't doing it very good"
"wow... and why is that?"
"You are going too easy on him, I'm not saying you need to hit him hard for real, but come on, the falls on the ground are hurting him more than your hits, again you don't need to beat him to a pulp, but he should at least feel your hits"
"I can't just hit him..."
"I do"
"What?!" Tamtey looks at So'lek confused. "You do? You mean you train with him?"
So'lek nods nonchalantly. Tamtey turns to Teylan, who looks like a child who got caught stealing sweets.
"so you do have some training?"
"You were so happy to teach me, I just thought I'd let you... But yeah, you're so worried to not hurt me..."
Now is Tamtey the one pouting, her tail swishing angry.
"why don't you have a go at each other, the one that wins gets to keep training me" Teylan smiles as if he just discovered the cure of everything.
Tamtey looks confused for a second, So'lek just sighs and goes to the center of the supposed training area, he just waits for her.
So after a moment, Tamtey also gets there.
"Want to set any rules?" So'lek smiles, a smug expression if she has ever seen one.
"No kuru pulling?"
"Fair enough, first one to get the other unable to get up wins"
Tamtey nods and tries to throw him to the ground as soon as they start, but he's faster, and bigger, she is quicker, but he has experience on his side.
She connects the first hit, but he's the one that manages to make her lose balance, and pins her down, the smug smile still on his face.
"I believe, I win this one Sarentu"
Tamtey tries to move, but he has imovilized her, she only has one chance. It's cheating... but then again.. All is fair in war right?
She smiles and plants a soft kiss on his nose, stunning him so much she can turn the situation on him and pin him down.
"That's cheating" He smiles, a light blush on his face.
"All is fair in war my dear, but you win this one, you can keep training him, I prefer doing other things with my time"
So'lek has to laugh, of course she would say that, she lost, but she doesn't want to seem too bad at it, she has her pride after all.
They get up from the ground, he even dusts off her arms, Teylan nowhere to be seen.
"That little..."
"He has been playing us" So'lek smiles. "We should thank him later..."
"I will" Tamtey smiles with mischief.
So'lek smile and holds her hand, quietly guiding her away.
"Why don't we just go hunting? since it's obvious we have the rest of the evening free without having to train Teylan"
The dim glow of bioluminescent vines cast a soft, ethereal light over the woven hammock in So’lek’s secluded alcove within the resistance camp. The air was thick with the scent of their mingled arousal, a heady mix of musk and the faint floral notes from Tamtey’s skin. She lay beneath him, her lithe blue body glistening with a sheen of sweat, her chest heaving from the intensity of their earlier exertions. So’lek, the fierce Na’vi warrior with his scarred, muscular frame, hovered above her, his queue still twitching from the neural bond they’d shared moments ago. Their tsaheylu had amplified every sensation, turning their mating into a symphony of raw, primal need that echoed through their connected minds.
It had started slow, with So’lek’s large hands exploring her curves, tracing the swell of her hips and the dip of her waist. Tamtey had arched into his touch, her breath hitching as his fingers dipped between her thighs, finding her already wet and ready. 'So’lek,' she’d whispered, her voice laced with desire, pulling him down for a deep kiss. Their tongues tangled, mimicking the thrusts to come, while his cock hardened against her belly, thick and insistent.
He’d positioned himself at her entrance, the broad head of his cock pressing against her slick folds. With a low growl, he pushed in, inch by inch, stretching her pussy around his girth. Tamtey gasped, her nails raking down his back as he filled her completely, the sensation of fullness making her toes curl. 'Yes... just like that,' she moaned, her legs spreading wider to accommodate him.
So’lek began to move, his hips rolling in a steady rhythm, each thrust driving deeper. The hammock swayed gently beneath them, adding to the rhythm as he fucked her with building intensity. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her open as he slammed into her, the wet sounds of their joining filling the alcove. Tamtey’s breasts bounced with every impact, her nipples hard peaks that he leaned down to capture with his mouth, sucking and biting lightly to draw out her cries.
'Harder,' she’d begged, her voice breaking as pleasure coiled tight in her core. So’lek obliged, his pace quickening, pounding into her pussy with relentless force. His balls slapped against her ass, and she met every thrust, her hips bucking up to take him deeper. The bond heightened it all the slide of his cock along her walls, the friction building heat, the way her clit throbbed with each grind of his pelvis against it.
Sweat dripped from his brow onto her skin as he chased his release, his grunts mingling with her moans. Tamtey’s hands clutched at his shoulders, her body tensing as orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy clenched around him, pulsing in waves that milked his cock. 'So’lek! I’m coming!' she cried, her vision blurring with ecstasy.
He followed moments later, burying himself to the hilt as hot cum erupted from him, flooding her depths in thick spurts. He ground against her, prolonging the sensations until she shuddered beneath him, oversensitive and spent. Finally, he eased out, his cock softening but still slick with their combined fluids, a trail of cum leaking from her well-fucked pussy.
Now, as the aftershocks faded, So’lek shifted to her side, his large hand gently cupping her face, thumb tracing the curve of her cheekbone. 'You are well, my Tamtey?' he murmured, his voice low and tender, a stark contrast to the growls he’d emitted during their coupling. His eyes, usually sharp with the vigilance of a warrior, now held only softness as he searched her face for any sign of discomfort.
Tamtey smiled weakly, her eyelids heavy with satisfaction. 'More than well,' she whispered, nuzzling into his palm. Her body ached in the best way a delicious soreness from where he’d stretched and filled her completely, her muscles lax and humming with residual pleasure. She felt cherished, claimed, and utterly sated.
So’lek nodded, his expression softening further. He reached for a nearby gourd of fresh water, tipping it carefully to let a stream trickle into her open mouth. She drank greedily, the cool liquid soothing her parched throat and washing away the salt of their passion. Once she’d had her fill, he set it aside and gathered soft moss from the alcove’s edge damp and fragrant from the nearby stream. With gentle strokes, he wiped away the sweat and remnants of their passion from her inner thighs, his touch feather-light to avoid any tenderness. The moss glided over her sensitive skin, cleaning the sticky trails of cum that had seeped out, leaving her feeling refreshed.
'Mmm,' Tamtey sighed, relaxing under his care. His fingers lingered, massaging her hips where faint bruises from his grip might form, working out the knots with firm but careful pressure. He kneaded the muscles there, easing the ache from their vigorous mating, his thumbs circling in slow, soothing patterns. Leaning down, he pressed soft kisses along her collarbone, then lower to her breasts, suckling lightly at her nipples until they pebbled again not to arouse, but to comfort and reaffirm his devotion.
Tamtey’s hand reached up, stroking his queue gently, feeling the faint pulses of their lingering bond. It was a quiet connection now, a warm hum that wrapped around them like an invisible embrace. So’lek hummed in response, his own hand trailing up her side, tracing the lines of her ribs before cupping her breast, thumb brushing idly over the nipple he’d just tended.
Rising slightly, So’lek pulled a lightweight blanket woven from glowing fibers over them both, cocooning their bodies in warmth. The fibers shimmered faintly, casting a gentle light that danced across their skin. He drew her against his chest, her head resting on the steady thrum of his heartbeat. One arm wrapped around her waist, holding her close, while his tail curled possessively around her leg, the tip stroking her calf in lazy patterns.
'Tell me if you need more,' he said, his breath warm against her ear. His free hand combed through her disheveled braids, untangling them with patience, his fingers working out each knot without pulling. He separated the strands gently, re-braiding sections as he went, a intimate ritual that spoke of his care.
Tamtey nestled deeper, her hand splaying over his abdomen, feeling the ridges of his scars marks of battles fought and survived. She traced them lightly, her touch reverent. 'This is perfect,' she replied, her voice sleepy but content. The bond between them lingered faintly, a comforting hum rather than the electric surge of before. In this quiet aftermath, So’lek’s warrior facade melted away, revealing the devoted mate who cherished her beyond the heat of the moment.
But as the minutes stretched, Tamtey felt a subtle stir within her a gentle ache that craved more of his touch, not in urgency, but in the soft exploration of recovery. She shifted slightly, pressing her thigh against his groin, where his cock lay semi-hard against his leg. So’lek noticed, his body tensing briefly before relaxing. 'Do you wish for another joining?' he asked, his voice husky, though he made no move to push.
She shook her head, smiling up at him. 'Not yet. Just... touch me. Here.' Her hand guided his to her lower belly, where the warmth of his seed still pooled inside her.
So’lek understood, his fingers dipping lower to cup her mound gently. He massaged her there, pressing lightly against her clit in slow circles, not to ignite fire but to soothe the lingering sensitivity. Tamtey sighed, her legs parting instinctively as he worked, his touch tender and unhurried. He slipped a finger inside her, gathering some of their mixed fluids and spreading them over her folds, cleaning and caressing in one motion.
'You carry my essence,' he murmured, pride lacing his words as he watched her face. His finger moved in and out slowly, not thrusting but exploring, feeling the way her body welcomed him even in repose.
Tamtey’s breath quickened, but it was a soft pleasure, building like a gentle wave. She reached for him in turn, her hand wrapping around his cock, stroking it lazily from base to tip. It hardened under her touch, but she kept the pace slow, matching his care. Pre-cum beaded at the slit, and she used it to slick her palm, gliding over the veined length.
They lay like that for what felt like hours, hands exploring without demand, kisses peppered along necks and shoulders. So’lek nuzzled her ear, whispering endearments in Na’vi, words of protection and love that made her heart swell. Tamtey responded by licking a stripe up his throat, tasting the salt of his skin, her teeth grazing lightly.
Eventually, the touches grew more insistent, the air thickening once more with desire. So’lek rolled her onto her side, spooning behind her, his cock nestling between her thighs. He entered her slowly this time, not with the frenzy of before, but with deep, languid strokes that rocked them together. His hand splayed over her belly, pulling her back against him as he thrust, his lips on her neck.
Tamtey moaned softly, pushing back to meet him, her pussy welcoming the gentle invasion. It was intimate, connected, the bond flaring softly as they moved in unison. He reached around to rub her clit, fingers circling in time with his hips, building her pleasure steadily.
'Come with me,' he breathed, his voice roughening as climax approached. Tamtey nodded, her body tightening around him, and they shattered together her walls fluttering, his cock pulsing as he spilled inside her again, warm and filling.
Afterward, true rest came. So’lek withdrew carefully, then resumed his ministrations: more water, more moss, more massages. He fed her bites of sweet fruit from a nearby vine, juice dripping down her chin which he licked away with a chuckle. They talked in murmurs about the day’s hunts, dreams of a peaceful future, silly nothings that bonded them deeper.
As the night deepened, their breathing synchronized, and Tamtey drifted into a contented slumber, safe in his embrace. So’lek stayed awake a while longer, watching over her, his hand resting protectively on her hip. In the quiet of the alcove, their world was perfect, a haven of passion and care amid the chaos beyond.
In the hush of the alcove, with the bioluminescent vines pulsing like distant stars, So’lek remained vigilant, his gaze fixed on Tamtey’s serene face. Her breathing had evened out into the deep rhythm of sleep, her body curled trustingly against his. The warmth of her skin seeped into him, a reminder of their shared ecstasy, and he felt a profound contentment settle in his chest. But even in repose, he couldn’t resist tending to her, ensuring every trace of their passion was met with his devotion.
Gently, so as not to disturb her slumber, So’lek eased his arm from beneath her head, propping it on a soft roll of woven fibers. He sat up slowly, the blanket slipping down to pool at their waists, revealing the faint marks his teeth had left on her shoulders reddened imprints that spoke of her surrender. His eyes roamed her form appreciatively: the gentle rise and fall of her breasts, the subtle curve of her hip where his hand had rested, and between her thighs, the soft, swollen lips of her pussy still glistening faintly from their last joining.
He reached for another handful of the damp moss, soaking it anew in the trickle of water from the gourd. Starting at her neck, he dabbed lightly, wiping away the drying sweat that clung to her blue skin. The moss trailed down her collarbone, circling each nipple with care the peaks still sensitive, perking slightly under the cool touch before relaxing again. Tamtey stirred faintly, a soft murmur escaping her lips, but she didn’t wake, her eyelids fluttering in dreams.
So’lek’s hand moved lower, over the flat plane of her belly where his seed had taken root in warmth. He pressed the moss there, cleaning any stray droplets of their fluids that had trickled out during their spooned embrace. His fingers parted her folds briefly, not invading but soothing, the moss gliding over her clit in feather-light strokes to ease any lingering tenderness. A fresh bead of his cum escaped as he touched her, and he caught it tenderly, wiping it away while murmuring Na’vi words of affection under his breath promises of protection, of endless nights like this.
Satisfied with her cleanliness, he set the moss aside and gathered a small pot of healing salve from his supplies, a mixture of crushed herbs and bioluminescent sap that glowed faintly in the dim light. Dipping his fingers into the cool paste, he warmed it between his palms before applying it to her hips. The bruises there were blooming softly, purple shadows from his earlier grip, and he massaged the salve in with circular motions, his thumbs digging just enough to work it into the muscle without pain. Her skin absorbed it eagerly, the glow spreading like a protective aura.
Tamtey sighed in her sleep, shifting closer to the sensation, her leg draping over his thigh. So’lek smiled, a rare softness breaking through his warrior’s stoicism. He continued downward, slathering the salve over her inner thighs, where friction had left them chafed. His touch was reverent, fingers tracing the lines of her muscles, kneading away the subtle aches from hours of clenching around him. When he reached her pussy again, he applied a thin layer to her outer lips, rubbing gently to soothe the stretch from his thick cock, ensuring no soreness would linger into the dawn.
With her body tended, So’lek turned to her hair. Her braids, half-undone from their earlier tangles, spilled across the hammock like midnight rivers. He worked methodically, his large hands surprisingly deft as he combed through with a carved bone pick, separating knots and smoothing the strands. One by one, he re-wove them, incorporating fresh beads from a pouch at his side tiny shells that clicked softly as he secured them. It was a labor of love, each braid a testament to their bond, tighter than the tsaheylu they’d formed.
As he finished, Tamtey’s eyes cracked open, hazy with sleep but warm with gratitude. 'So’lek...' she whispered, her voice thick, reaching for him. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a slow, unhurried kiss, his tongue sweeping gently to taste her anew.
'You rest,' he replied, breaking the kiss to nuzzle her forehead. 'I am here.' But she pulled him back, guiding his hand to her breast, where he cupped it softly, thumb rolling the nipple in lazy circles. Not to arouse, but to reaffirm his mouth followed, latching onto the peak and suckling with tender pulls, drawing a contented hum from her.
He lavished the same attention on the other side, his free hand stroking her side in long, calming sweeps. Tamtey’s fingers threaded into his hair, holding him close as she drifted in and out of wakefulness. When he lifted his head, she tugged him down fully, their bodies aligning once more under the blanket. No urgency drove them now; it was pure comfort, his cock nestling soft against her thigh, her pussy brushing his hip in innocent contact.
So’lek fetched more water, holding the gourd to her lips again. She sipped slowly, then licked a drop from his finger when it escaped, her eyes locking with his in playful intimacy. He chuckled lowly, feeding her a piece of fruit next a ripe, juicy berry that burst on her tongue. Juice trailed down her chin, and he leaned in to lap it up, his tongue tracing her jawline before claiming her mouth in a sweet, lingering kiss.
They settled then, truly, with So’lek on his back and Tamtey pillowed on his chest. His arms encircled her, one hand splayed over her back, rubbing slow circles to lull her. His tail wrapped around her ankle, a possessive anchor. The bond hummed faintly between them, a thread of shared peace that wove through their dreams.
As the alcove’s glow dimmed with the approach of night’s deepest hour, So’lek pressed a final kiss to her temple. 'Sleep, my heart,' he breathed. Tamtey obeyed, her body melting into his, utterly safe and adored. In this sanctuary, amid the whispers of vines and the distant calls of the forest, their love bloomed eternal fierce in passion, gentle in care.
Heyyyy! Just wanted to share that I am currently participating in So'tey week, just over of AO3. Link below if interested :) also, lmk if I should post each day’s prompt on here as well!
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The bioluminescent glow of Pandora's forest bathed the hidden glade in soft, ethereal light. So’lek, the stoic warrior with his scarred blue skin and piercing yellow eyes, had led Tamtey here after a tense hunt. She was a skilled huntress, her lithe body marked by the stripes of her clan, her long black hair cascading down her back like a river of night. Their eyes had locked during the chase, a spark igniting something primal between them.
Tamtey’s tail flicked with anticipation as So’lek pulled her close, his large hands gripping her waist. 'You move like the wind,' he growled, his voice deep and resonant. She pressed against him, feeling the heat of his body through their minimal coverings. Her breasts heaved with each breath, nipples hardening against the thin fabric.
Without words, So’lek’s mouth claimed hers in a fierce kiss. His tongue invaded, tasting her sweetness as she moaned into him. His hands roamed, sliding up to cup her full breasts, thumbs circling her stiff peaks. Tamtey arched, her nails lightly scraping his shoulders, drawing a hiss from him.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin. 'I want you,' he murmured, voice rough with need. Tamtey nodded, her own hands exploring the ridges of his abdomen, dipping lower to grasp the hardening length straining against his loincloth.
So’lek groaned as she stroked him through the material, his cock thick and pulsing under her touch. He yanked away her top, exposing her breasts to the cool air. His mouth descended, sucking one nipple hard while pinching the other. Tamtey gasped, her pussy clenching with arousal, wetness already soaking her thighs.
She pushed him back against a moss-covered rock, dropping to her knees. With eager fingers, she untied his loincloth, freeing his massive blue cock. It stood erect, veins throbbing, the tip glistening with pre-cum. Tamtey licked her lips, then wrapped her hand around the base, guiding it to her mouth.
She sucked him in, tongue swirling around the head before taking him deeper. So’lek’s hand tangled in her hair, hips bucking slightly as she bobbed, hollowing her cheeks. Saliva dripped down his shaft as she worked him, her free hand fondling his heavy balls. He growled low, the sound vibrating through her.
'Enough,' he rasped, pulling her up. He stripped her remaining clothes, revealing her slick folds. So’lek lifted her effortlessly, pinning her against the tree trunk. His fingers delved between her legs, stroking her wet pussy before plunging two inside. Tamtey cried out, riding his hand as he curled them against her inner walls.
Her juices coated his digits as he pumped faster, thumb rubbing her swollen clit. Pleasure built, her body trembling. 'So’lek... please,' she begged, nails digging into his arms.
He withdrew his fingers, replacing them with the head of his cock. With one powerful thrust, he buried himself deep inside her tight heat. Tamtey screamed in ecstasy, her pussy stretching around his girth. He paused, letting her adjust, then began to fuck her hard, each slam echoing in the glade.
Their bodies slapped together, sweat mingling on their blue skin. So’lek’s tail wrapped around her leg, holding her open as he pounded relentlessly. Tamtey’s breasts bounced with every thrust, her moans growing louder.
But this was Na’vi mating more than flesh. So’lek slowed, his eyes locking on hers. 'Bond with me,' he whispered, queues emerging from behind their heads, tendrils seeking each other.
Tamtey nodded, her own queue uncoiling. The pink tendrils met, connecting with a soft click. Tsaheylu formed, and suddenly, sensations exploded between them. She felt his pleasure as if it were her own every ridge of his cock dragging inside her pussy amplified tenfold. He experienced her tightness clenching around him, her arousal flooding his mind.
So’lek thrust again, and they both gasped at the shared intensity. Emotions poured through the bond: his fierce protectiveness, her wild desire. It heightened everything the slick slide of his cock, the way her walls fluttered, the building pressure in his balls.
He gripped her ass, lifting her higher to angle deeper, hitting that spot inside her repeatedly. Tamtey’s mind reeled from the dual sensations, her clit grinding against his pelvis. Through Tsaheylu, she urged him faster, their thoughts merging in a haze of lust.
'Harder,' she thought, and he obeyed, slamming into her with brutal force. Her pussy gushed around him, orgasm crashing through both. She came with a wail, walls milking his cock, and he felt every spasm, pushing him over the edge.
So’lek roared, burying deep as he erupted. Hot cum flooded her pussy, pulse after pulse, the warmth shared through their bond making her climax extend. They shuddered together, locked in ecstasy, the connection pulsing with aftershocks.
Finally, he lowered her gently, still joined. Their queues remained linked, breaths syncing as they nuzzled. 'Mated,' he murmured, kissing her forehead. Tamtey smiled, content, the bond sealing their union forever.
For this one, we deal with the Sratentu going back to the Omaticaya forest to have a shared celebration, the Trr'ong are invited as neighbors... and you can guess the rest. timeline wise this is around the time the first avatar movie happens but with no RDA so they're both YOUNGLINGS (Yes I'm a star wars nerd) and we are going to name tamtey's dad something cause the Devs never gave us a name so I'll just invent it sorry.
Warnings: Female Tamtey, maybe long... sorry, I'M A RAMBLER OK?
The entire journey had took them almost a month but here they finally are.
The Omaticaya and the Sarentu, once again reunited, even if it was just for a couple of months to celebrate.
The Toruk festival was something that only happened once very five generations, a very important meeting of the two clans to share stories and memories.
Aha'ri had been impatient, as she was training to be the next olo'eykte she was very interested in learn from other leaders how to best lead their people.
That's why the two sisters had gone in ahead of the rest of the clan.
With Aha'ri shadowing Eytukan, the current olo'eyktan of the Omaticaya, Tamtey had plenty of time to just fly Telisi around.
So she did that, finding a cluster of beautiful flowers high in the mountains.
She gets down from her ikran and investigates the flowers, they don't grow on the Kinglor forest...
The smell is... sweet, calming, soothing her tired nerves, from the long travel and then being slightly ignored by her sister.
She sits on the ground, just enjoying the flowers, Telisi plops down by her side, the head of the huge animal on her lap, Tamtey stars singing.
"Awnga lu Sarentu Na'vi(yä) ayvurit peng Layro, txur, txupuluke Lante ka kifkey Var awnga yivora' Nìt'ilukey emrayey"
We are Sarentu, We tell the stories of the People; Free, strong, fearless, We wander the world, We continue to prevail We will survive forever
She sings softly, caressing the skin of her bonded, the ikran closing her eyes happy.
Another Ikran flaps down, Tamtey chuckles, is not unusual, for some reason Ikrans really enjoy her voice, whenever she starts singing she can find several of the creatures around her, that has happened ever since she was a kid with her dad's ikran.
"hello there" She smiles at the Ikran, Telisi is relaxed so she knows this new ikran has no intention to hurt her, they're just probably curious.
"Awnga lu Sarentu Eywaru si kìt(e)'e Var awnga yivora' Nìt'ilukey emrayey"
We are Sarentu Serving Eywa We continue to prevail We will survive forever
She continues to sing, the other Ikran also plops down clearly satisfied with her singing, it is so gorgeous, with it's clear skin, patches of green and gold, it's such a fascinating pattern, she has never seen colors like that in the Kinglor forest.
"MAMANTE?!" A male voice resonates in the vicinity.
The ikran opens an eye to look at that, huffing in indignation, Tamtey can't help but laugh.
"Let me guess, that's your bonded"
"MAMANTE!" A young hunter appears following the flower path, he looks worried and a bit grumpy.
When he sees the Ikran he cross his arms and looks at him disappointed.
"What is the meaning of this? You hear something better than my horrible voice and you abandon me in the hunting?"
Tamtey chuckles softly, is clear they have a deep bond and he's just playfully mocking the ikran, who's not even lifting his head from the flowers.
"I should apologize, Mamante likes music a bit too much, I see you traveler, I'm So'lek te Elusa Kiro'itan of the Trr'ong"
Tamtey smiles softly. "I see you, I'm Tamtey te Urra Kataru'ite, from the Sarentu"
"Sarentu? The storytellers? I thought you lived in the Kinglor forest?"
He sits by his ikran, as if also ready to listen to her.
"We usually do, we are nomadic though, but there's a big celebration coming where we meet with the Omaticaya, my sister will be the next olo'eykte so she insisted to come before to learn from the Omaticaya leader, I came with her of course, but I got bored"
"ohhh yeah, I heard a couple of the hunters mention that they were expecting visitors, I just didn't expect an entire other clan"
They keep talking for hours, comfortably exchanging stories and customs till the sun starts setting.
"I think I should go back to the hometree... Aha'ri might get nervous..."
"Would you like to meet tomorrow here? I can show you a couple good hunting spots" He sounds... almost unsure, his big eyes focused on her.
Tamtey smiles. "I'd love that, it will be awesome, I love exploring new places"
They continue to meet in the same place, So'lek explains one day that the flowers are called Tana'ring and are very relevant to the customs of his clan, Tamtey absorbs all knowledge with a smile and a bunch of questions.
"Your clan should join the celebrations, the more the better, the Toruk festival is a very special event after all"
So'lek thinks about it, they're eating in the mountains after a hunt, it does sound like a wonderful thing, and he'd be lying if he said he didn't want to see what the festival was about.
"I can ask my elders, I'm sure they wouldn't mind, but perhaps the ones we should ask are your elders and the Omatikaya"
"I'll make sure Aha'ri asks"
Obviously both Aha'ri and Eytukan are happy with having more guests.
When the day of the festival arrives the three clans gather on the tree of souls, music and joy flowing through the ambient.
Young hunters of all clans participate in skill games and quests.
Tamtey stays behind with the musicians, learning from a very gifted singer of the Omatikaya.
When night comes the two young women sing the songs of their peoples, sharing them with all present under the tree.
After singing Tamtey is breathless, happy, excited, adrenaline rushing through her system, Aha'ri smiles delighted.
"Great work sis, it was so beautiful, I couldn't help but notice you left them all speechless"
"Nonsense, Ninat did a lot of the work too"
"Ninat didn't had one of the young hunters' jaws on the ground, but you should probably speak to the one that's still looking at you before someone else tries to ask and they start a fight" Aha'ri points discreetly at where the young hunters are seated, So'lek is looking at them.
Tamtey looks away for a moment, a bit shy, something that never happens to her.
"I.... are you sure?"
"Are you kidding? Even Teylan being as big of an airhead as he is has noticed, he and Nor have maid a bet, and Rasi has been trying to figure out who he is"
"A friend"
Aha'ri starts laughing. "I don't doubt it... now make us all proud and get that pretty boy to fall at your feet"
Tamtey starts blushing while her sister pushes her towards So'lek without shame.
He smiles softly when Aha'ri leaves. "That was... interesting"
"Aha'ri can be... intense"
"I noticed, she kinda cornered me before to ask a couple of things"
Tamtey's eyes widen.
"She what?!"
"Yeah, honestly I like that, she's protective about you, it's endearing, but it seems I was able to convince her not to kick me"
Tamtey chuckles nervous.
"Sorry"
"Nonsense" He smiles carefully putting a flower on her ear with trembling hands. "I welcome the challenge... But the important part is... would you accept my courting?"
The smell of the flower is soothing and relaxing, it's a Tana'ring flower.
"I'd love to"
His smile is bright, making her heart jump, everything about this is so sudden, but at the same time... it feels right, as if it's meant to be, she has no doubt he's her destiny, they're meant to be.
Welcome to the saturday edition of Noa's little idiot moments.
TODAY WE HAVE TEASING: IN WHICH TAMTEY DECIDES TO PLAY TRIVIAL WITH PRIYA AND TEYLAN AND POOR SO'LEK HAS TO ENDURE BEING TEASED ABOUT HIS LACK OF KNOWLEDGE ABOUT ANIMALS.
No warnings, female Tamtey.
It's game night in the resistance base.
Usually for So'lek that would mean not being in the base, but with Tamtey and Teylan participating in it he's curious enough to see what's going on.
He sits by Ri'nela and Nor's side, she's already laughing.
"Oh So'lek, you've come to enjoy the party?"
"I don't understand this"
"Oh yeah, well, Tamtey and Teylan are awfully competitive when it comes to Trivial, a human game, it consists of several categories, Alma taught us to play, but she would always make it... boring, Anqa makes it more interesting, the one that loses has to do something the winner wants"
"sounds... dangerous" He chuckles, knowing the human pilot had a strange sense of humour.
"Last time Teylan won and Tamtey had to basically take him whereve he wanted for a week, I think Katir stills tries to bite him when he gets closer"
So'lek chuckles, Tamtey's Ikran has never been anything but nice to him, but he knows Ikran can be very mean if they choose to.
"I might like to see this... game"
The game starts innocently enough, some questions abut human history that he's entirely not interested, then some about human science, those seem a bit more iteresting, then the ones that make Tamtey go crazy, music.
"NO NO NO, I KNOW FOR A FACT THE ANSWER IS SWEEDEN"
"IT CAN'T BE SWEEDEN TAMTEY!"
"THE QUESTION IS WHO HAS WON EUROVISION MORE TIMES, IT'S SWEEDEN DAMN IT!"
"IRELAND HAS THE SAME NUMBER OF WINS"
"SWEDEEN WON 2046 BY ONE POINT BUT WON"
"IRELAND WON 2057..."
"THERE WAS NO OFFICIAL-"
"ENOUGH!" Priya screams, clearly enjoing this way too much. "It's actually Sweeden, point for Tamtey, cause of the war of 2056 the two next contest were not official, now the next category is sports"
To So'lek's surprise Nor is the one acing the sports questions, he answers in whispers, chuckling when Teylan and Tamtey both fail the questions.
The other humans also get in some answers, they all laugh and have fun, then, a science question makes Tamtey laugh too much.
"What type of animals suffered a massive extintion after the impact of the Asteroid in the Gulf of Mexico?"
"So'lek knows this one"
They all turn to him, he looks at Tamtey confused, he certainly does not know.
"I do not know"
"Alright, it's true you do know which ones survied, they're your favorite Earth animal" Tamtey is clearly teasing him, and if it wasn't cause he loved her he'd be screaming at her.
"I do not know..."
She chuckles, making a strange sound, now that sound he knows...
"Wait, wait is it those chikin things?"
Priya smiles."Well, yeah, the birds are the ones that survived, point for him I guess"
Teylan laughs. "The non-avian dinosaurs are the ones that went extinct"
So'lek doesn't know what a dinusaur is, not does he care, but seeing everyone so happy, so relaxed after everything they went through... he doesn't mind if they laugh about his lack of knowledge about human animals.
