#kirisully

Looking over his shoulder to his mate, her eyes met his, face pinched and ears laid back, barely able to be seen. Swiveling his head over to his oldest, he attempted to meet eyes, only to notice that his attention was already preoccupied by the strangers seated in front of them. With a sweep of his arm, speaking in Navi Jake dismissed the accompanying warriors, to have his arms returned crossed in front of him.

With the last of his clansmen filled out with only a ripple of the tarp proving their absence, Jake met eyes with the girl in front.

Lifting her eyes, she gestures down to the ground with a single hand, "Perhaps you would like to take a seat and get comfortable, for we have much to go over."

The two sons meet eyes, shifting their weight, waiting for their father to make the first move. Jake lets out a breath of air, and covering the hand of his mates left on his shoulder, he makes the decision to him it the one in front, gesturing his sons to do the same. The family converge together, sitting across the small fire in the middle of the tent.

Once everyone was settled, he settles his eyes back to the group in front.

Squaring her shoulders, she meets the eyes of the clan leader in front, before saying, "I suppose I should get started. Now before you start asking questions, hopefully I can answer them by starting from the beginning. As you know, sky people inhabited this world many years ago, landing in various parts of Pandora. In the beginning of the first contacts, a young man was instructed to learn the ways of the people. This man with his Avatar searched for the neighboring clans around, to where he came into contact with a Navi woman. Through many eclipses, they fell in love after he proved himself as one of the people. Desperate for a chance to leave his past behind, he went through the ritual to pass through the eye of Eywa.

"After the ritual, they moved on to have many children. He taught his kids and mate everything he knows, passing as much wisdom as possible. When the start of the first Great War, the man felt an obligation to help end what his kind has started, only to loose his life."

As she started the story, her eyes left the people in front of her, glazing down to watch the embers of the fire. The small family listened, eyes never wavering as the story was unfolded. Every so often, Lo'ak would find his eyes glancing down towards her exposed hand, feeling something in his chest knowing his family wasn't the only ones to have the same oddity due to human heritage.

"Though the woman was struck with grief, she leaned onto her friends and clans to assist in the tearing of her children. She tried as best as possible to keep the memory of her mate alive in her children, keeping the practices he had started. Through the years she watched as her children grew, only to notice something strange with her youngest. Her child would come to her with stories. As any mother would she engage, only to brush off these stories as pure childhood imagination. It was only when these stories happened in real time that the mother realized that the child didn't just speak of immature stories, she would speak on happening of the future."

As the young intruder continued, the mated leaders started to show two different expressions. While Jake could only continue to listen further, eyebrows pinched with the attempt to decipher her words, his mate showed more signs of actual disbelief, becoming more agitated and hostile as the story continued.

"As the child grew, the visions become more detailed, and even when she willed them to come, it seemed as if Eywa would only show what the Great Mother would only want to be seen. While the visions seemed harmless, to where she had no problem sharing these insights with her family, she was soon shown one that made her stop completely."

The young lady stopped, fist gripped tightly, throat constricting as she attempted to continue.

"The child was soon shown visions of people in her clan coming to their end, and terrified by what was shown to her, she mentioned it to no one, desperately hoping it would prove to be false.

"Like many children growing up, she felt as if she didn't acknowledge it, it wouldn't happen. She continued on with this in silence, only speaking about it once the vision proved to be true. Just like she feared, her mother and many members of the clan lost their life in a hunt, leaving many without parents to rise them. Thankfully the clan was able to step in, and with the aide of her siblings, the children grew under the watch of Eywa."

Rising her head, she locked eyes to man in front of her, "Like many things in life, I do not know why I was chosen to bear having this gift. And while I can say that I was blessed by the Great Mother with many abilities, I have chosen from there on, to no longer ignore the things I see."

Stealing her shoulders with gritted teeth she continued looking on,

"Many days ago, I got another vision, yet this one was more violent then ones I have received prior. It was filled with smoke and fire, destruction everywhere. Many of the warriors in my clan were caught by it. There were Navi dressed in clothes not like ours, with weapons that do more damage than I have seen in my time. What was even stranger, was that they were asking if we had seen someone. Pinning us down, looking at our hands. It wasn't until a man examined my family that he realized that we were different. He demanded us to take him to 'Toruk Makto' and asking where 'Jake Sully' was.

"Before it ended, the last thing he spoke was of a name by 'Quaritch'."

By the end of her speech, Jake could feel as if the air had been sucked out of his chest, freezing completely. His mate froze for a second, tail whipping in agitation before abruptly standing, bearing down on the foreigners in a crouched stance, fangs bared and ears laid back with a hiss leaving her throat. Unmoved by the reactions towards her words, the young girl moved on, "It seemed as if Eywa was telling me a sign, and while I might not know everything there is when it comes to my visions, I felt it in my heart that this was something I must do. I come bearing this message to you, with the sole purpose is aiding in the upcoming war. I refuse to sit back as once before, watching innocents die at the hands of these monsters." Raising her voice she continued on, "I know there is more to come, and I come as humble as possible before to aid with what is coming, whether my visions or whatever you see fit, I'm prepared to fight with you."

Done with her speech, she knew there was nothing left to say to convince the strangers in front of her the truth of her words and convictions. Settling in, legs tucked under she felt the weight of the words she carried fall off, as if Eywa herself had given her a slight break from the burden. Hearing shuffling behind, she turns towards a young male situated by her, as he stands tall and proud.

The Sully family turns their attention to the male as he takes off the clothes hiding his identity, taking in his features. A long deep scar crosses down one of his eyes, sides of his head shaven bare. Tall in stature, he possessed a wisdom that was far from his ears. Clearing his voice he spoke proudly, "My sister is one of the best in our clan, proving food and assistance in every way she can. She is the best rider, and a skilled warrior. She left the clan to save lives from being taken simply for our presence there, to aid in a war to which she isn't apart of. She attempted to flee herself, not asking this price of hardship on my family, yet we followed anyway. We too will stand with her, have seen first hand the outcome of such sights by the Great Mother. If we can prevent loss, we will aid in this war with her. Generations before have followed you, Toruk Makto, and we will be honored to do the same once again."

Ending his words, the male kneels, baring respectfully to the leader of the clan, with the group of warriors following his lead.

Taken aback, Jake takes in the scene in front of him. He glances at his significant other, to see her gaze soften upon them, hand to her mouth in astonishment. His sons sit diligently by his sides, the youngest wringing out his fingers while the oldest was frozen. Making a decision Jake stands tall, shifting his weight to accommodate for siting for so long. One last glance he makes eye contact with his mate, having a silent conversation to finalize his decision before turning back to the group and stating, "I will discuss with the elders on my final decision. In the meantime, my sons will take you to one of our huts available at the outreach of the village. Keep your head low, I will have you guys retrieved when the decision is made."

Rising up from kneeling in front of him, Jake doesn't miss the eye contact between his sons, and choosing to ignore the odd look of his youngest. Neteyam is the first to stand, making way around the group, pulling the flap of then tent open. Taking their leaving, the young girl that spoke prior waits for the rest of her group to file out, feeling the presence of the clan leaders at her back. Lost in thought she bumps into her companion in front, only to be shoved back. Hearing snickering from the person in front, her hand shoots out to knock the back of their head. Hearing the hiss leaving his mouth, she reprimands, "Pinche puto!"

Jake stops behind the young girl, a bewildering look on his face, "You know Spanish?!"

Turning her head to peer over her shoulder, a grin makes on her face, "I told you, my father taught us many things." With that she turns back to continue following the group in front, leaving the clan leader behind, pondering on just what Eywa has brought to his home.

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