A red haze swept the edges of Neytiri's vision, her hand flew to her violently bleeding shoulder. Her head begun to throb, but she managed to stay next to Matsi, who watched Neytiri with large blue pools for eyes. "I love you, Matsi. You're not going anyhwere for now." She whispered, her tail waving slightly. Neytiri begun to feel nausious, due to her numb leg and shoulder wound that was bleeding out violently. Matsi was breathing slowly now, but alive. Tears cascaded down Neytiri's face, streaking her blue cheeks with grey.