"Something is wrong." He looked at her, his blue eyes seemed to look into her soul.
Neytiri sighed. She slung her gun back over her shoulder and took an arrow from her quiver, avoiding the ones Seth had given her, even though she had accepted them. She picked up her bow and placed the arrow in the whisker biscuits, snapping it in place. Neytiri took a deep breath, pulling her string back. She watched the aimers, keeping the black piece close to the top of her mouth. She focused on the top green aimer. She raised one finger, placing it on the draw trigger. Her tail moved slightly as she pressed down on the draw trigger, the arrow flying out of the bow and right into the bull's eye. "There we go!" She snapped, clearly irritated that she'd missed her first shot. Her tail lashed again, walking over to retrieve her arrow. She adjusted her headpiece, ignoring Austin.