~*~The Rebellion - RP~*~

Neytiri's ears fell downcast, then she went over to her fathers tent to take care of her father. Yet, envy roared over her. Austin arranged a feast for her...but not for his girlfriend...? She thought.
 
Eric was reading her mind. I set up the feast, not Austin. He didn't even know about it.

Neytiri didn't respond. Kneeling by her father, she placed one hand on her fathers shoulder, and sung 'Song of the Sun'.
Lok nga menari.... nga sìltsan... Eywa srung nga....
Tsawke kä fpìl oe rey nimun...
Eywa zong nga tìrey kho nga tsko
Nin tok tsawke
Na'vi pongu zong nga setie...

Her voice was shaking slightly. Her father reached up feebly and brushed her cheek. "'ite. Mungo fi'u tsko..."
He reached over and got his bow, and carefully placed it in Neytiri's hands. "Neytiri I know I'm going to die." He whispered, his voice scratching slightly. "Do not worry about me." Uktral murmured, keeping his hands over Neytiri's, who's hands were clutching her father's bow. "No, sempul, no, not yet... I can't let you do this..." Neytiri whispered, helping her mother try to heal his dying body.



 

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