~*~The Rebellion - RP~*~

Neytiri was very quiet, and snuck out of camp unseen. Aiet'ey followed, but Karan slipped and fell from the tree. "Karan!" Neytiri cried, jumping from the tree. She helped her sister up, then saw the soldiers near them, her pale yellow eyes widening.
 
As the army was gathering, they could hear a Na'vi female preaching to Na'vi people not far off. "Po tìran kip na'vi nìmun! zong his tìrey eywa!" And then, a voice, singing, which was clearly Neytiri's, beautiful, elegant, and echoing.
Zong si pam kea 'aw tsun hurt nga set your tìrey will ke end kea ke yet... Nga zong atan za'u
Mea tu rimi
Zong your lrrtok for oe
Eywa srung po...
Kea nì'ul blood kea nì'ul cry
Txep terkup. tear ftang
 
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