Post by Darkness on Jan 8, 2010 22:46:50 GMT -5
Name: Tsyal Tsamsiyu; meaning wing warrior
Age: 20
Secret Word: sent
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Race: Na'vi
Tribe: Aylukana
Mount: Slender and built to fly, an Ikran, with the mixture of the deep blue ocean colors and black, a gentle giant female Ikran. She chose Tsyal to be her rider only for one reason…because Tsyal did not back down. Since the Halo was made between the two they got to know each other.
They would practice day after day, night after night on flying skills, tricks and defense attacks. The two developed a great bond together and still have that bond. The Ikran’s name is Zeza, but Tsyal picked many names, and could only hope that one of these names the Ikran would chose, and Zeza seemed to catch her attention.
Zeza and Tsyal became great at flying but not the best flyers known. They became competitive and I guess you might as well say Zeza got that from Tsyal because they never gave up, and they never backed down from a challenge- which was more like a game then anything of flying through the mountain’s to heaven.
At times Zeza is able to sense some sort of trouble that bothers Tsyal, and it bothers Zeza who will quickly scout the area and find Tsyal and come to aid her or comfort her. They are like to best friends that are equal and work together as one.
They would continue training, taking advice from elders and her parents. Together they have learnt the way of life, the creatures around them. They have practiced hard and have always had a strong but kind heart and are willing to do anything to protect the Na’vi culture and Pandora itself from the Humans.
Physical Description: Slender, tall standing about 8 feet high- small for a Na’vi female- and a perfect female body. With black hair all braided in different sections and laid down to create one thick bundle of braided hair with a red feather that sticks out from the hair near her left ear. At the end of each braided hair part are red beads. She normally wears her hair down, but when training, she normally pulls it back so it does not get in her way .Lovely yellow eyes, the eyes of her loving mother make her seem gentle and loving. She has a blue hue body, like all Na’vi, with the tiger like patterns of a darker, but not too much darker then the hue skin color which stretch's across her body and her face, and all along her torso and her legs and feet like all Na’vi.
She has slender shoulder blades that make her seem sickly skinny but the muscles that have been built up over years of training make her look nice and slender and an attractive female Na’vi. She is Light in weight, around 200 pounds{if I get the weight wrong I’ll fix it
}, with slender legs and arms, a wide hips like all female Na’vi and little fat .A long, prehensile tail with beads of red and native colors like blue put together and placed around near the end of her tail. She has a small protruding snout, high cheekbones, and a smooth skin.
Have large feline ears which are always picking up sound, and always alert, with the light pinkish color inside, and a light hue color around the ear. She also has a spacer in her left ear which is black and round like {eg Like Neytiri’s}. Her bioluminescent markings are placed around the top of the eyes where the bone is structured above the eye socket and also under her eye. They do not come in large amounts, but are grouped together in a visible bright blue color, like sparkles, and trace along her face down her body.
They indicate that she is a calm and moderate, one at peace and somewhat aggressive. She wears a necklace around her neck. It is of blue stones, with blue beads on leather like string that she had created. Her clothing’s are simple, leather like brown earthly color wrap that covers her breasts and is tied up at the back between her slender shoulder blades and around the back of her neck. She wears the traditional loincloth around her loins.
It is attached by a simple note on her left side hip, and the loincloth comes down to around her knees, perhaps a bit up past them. This allows her protection when on Zeza, and stops her from getting any blisters of so when flying through the cold areas or hot area of Pandora-not that she travels all the way out there.
She has leather like armbands that start from her wrist up to her elbow, with an Ikran tooth on both of them, allowing her to protect her arms from blisters and such from other stuff like in combat, to save her from having a shattered bone or prevent cuts or scratches. She has a sheath which is attached to her Loincloth at her right hand side with a knife that she always carries on her no mater what. She also holds a bow which she hangs on her back along with arrow decorated in the native Na’vi colors.
She has smooth hands with four fingers like her mothers.
Her skin is smooth and soft with no scares that are visible
Personality: A true kind hearted female Na’vi is Tsyal. She has always been gentle towards everything around her, including some of the most feared creators on Pandora. She believes that a kind heart will gain you much more respect then being violent. Though you can’t knock out that competitive attitude she has. She always wants to give everything a good hard go, and she does her best to get the best, but she would never put herself or Zeza into danger, or any other Na’vis around her. However the news about the humans has annoyed her. She may be kind, but she sees the humans as a threat, but she is not as welling to jump out of a tree and kill them.
She would pursue them to leave the planet, if she could, but…she is curious, young and naïve and if the humans came to close to the ones she loves and cares about, she would at all means defend them. She knows what they can do, and about the war that happened a long time ago, and how the Na’vi are still recovering from such a loss in that war. And with that Tsyal is very protective, but would not hurt a human unless it is in defense. However, she refuses to have any contact with the humans and avoids them as much as she can. Sometimes studies them, but likes to avoid them as much in protection of others incase they decide to track her down.
However if she was to know a human fully she might be able to trust them, but doing so would be a hard job to get her trust, unless you come up with an interesting topic of some sort. Maybe then a human might be able to get a good conversation with her.
She is wise, but still young and lets her curiosity take control over her, but not too much with the humans.
She likes to spend her time in peace, so she is always, if not, most of the time meditating, or training with Zeza incase of a war. Towards all other Na’vi she is respectful, even more to her elders, or Na’vi a year or so older then herself. She always looks for some advice in many different things including in combat, flying skills or just understanding the environment more, gaining information of the beautiful world that surrounds her.
However she can be a bit stubborn when in a bad mood, sometimes aggressive towards humans but only to threaten them in defense. However if she was threatened by another Na’vi she would go to all ends to protect others and sacrifice herself if she must. A trait she has gained from her father.
Talents: Tsyal is perhaps one of the imaginative Na’vi, and her mother encouraged her to use this imaginative side that perhaps might help Tsyal think up of a way to modify her weapons or skills in flying.
She has always had great vocals since she was a child and would occasionally meditate and hum at the same time. She sings to the creators around her, in a smooth and calm tone to ease the pain or boiling anger. She also does so when she comforts someone in a time of sorrow or when they are ill. She believes that singing has a way of magic and can sooth the soul of anything, or anyone.
Even though she loves singing she will spend time on making things. She will sharpen her arrows, or modify her bow or arrows to improve her hunting skills as it is required for her to do so to make some contribute to the clan. She makes her knife sharper and at times makes modifications to her saddle that she uses on Zeza, so it may be lighter and improve their flying skills. Sometimes she helps other Na’vi in making things and enjoys doing so.
Tsyal means wing and Tsamsiyu means warrior. She is a wing warrior or known as a Ikran warrior. Her bloodline from her father and mothers side is of both warrior and she has continued down the path of being a warrior, both on foot and in the air with Zeza. She learned much from her father before his death in combat from foot and about the Ikran, and even more from her mother once her father passed away. So Tysal learnt from what she was taught, and then put all her education in one big practical event each day.
She would train using the new skills she had been taught about, each day she saw herself get better, become more swift in her movement, and stealth like. She became more flexible in her movements. Now when it comes to the Ikran, she only studied them from the treetops, but didn’t get too much of a good look. Her mother and father told her stories, but she had never really been on the back of one. When she first found Zeza, she knew that this one was not going to back down with such ease. Finally when the Halo was made Tysal could feel the every movement and thought of the Ikran. And since then she has gained the skill to fly, to travel, to use her mind to connect with Zeza and how to fly smoothly without attracting much attention, and how to do it in stealth incase she had to surprise an enemy.
History: As a young child, her parents encouraged Tsyal to be imaginative, to dream of flying in hope that one day she would become a warrior and have her own Banshee/Ikran. They brought her up to be gentle, and always looking for some advice. Her father who was a Warrior himself would teach Tsyal some small little moves that would be used in battle. Her mother always taught her to take in everything around her, the beauty, the peace, the animals and planets all around her. Her parents told her to be at peace, not at anger or anything unlike some Na’vi who had desired bloodshed. Tsyal learnt much from her family. She always enjoyed education, and even learns English as a second language from other Na’vi who had been taught from a human.
Tsyal would enjoy her time with her friends. They would enjoy watching the animals roam the land; they would play games as children, guessing all the wildlife names, from planets to animals. However through the years, there was much sorrow and pain. After the death of her father, who had engaged a battle to protect his family from what he called “a Na’vi gone Bad” or simpler way to say it, one that was going to kill or threaten to do so to the family. Though Tsyal’s father was the winner of the fight, but took no pride in killing someone of his own kind. He later passed on during that day from multiple stab wounds. Tsyal continued to keep her dreams coming, and do her best to learn, to learn fighting skills, to use the bow and arrow.
She wasn’t the best of her group, but she did pass and become a warrior. Her mother was proud of her that day, and so was she. However the day she became a warrior was also the day she first saw a human. She never really trusted the human race, and the human was a female. All she wanted to do was talk, but Tsyal did not trust the woman and ran off. She headed in one direction until she lost the human, and then ran off in another direction so she could know that the human wasn’t going to track her down with such an easy task. As Tsyal became 20 years old, she became mature and felt respected by others, but has always seen herself equal, not a hero.
RP Sample:As the day turns to night, and the land begins to glow with vibrant neon like colors from the planets and animals, and the Na’vi, people of Pandora also have their vibrant like colors from their
Bioluminescent markings and yellow greenish like eyes. The soft cooing sounds of the native nocturnal creators make their calling deep within the night; the steady beat of wings can softly be heard if you are at the top of the canopy. The darkness shed no light, but the colors of a graceful Ikran could be seen, of steady ocean blue colors with the mixture of black, swirling in a pattern.
The Ikran’s eyes looked with yellow, almost fearsome eyes, scanning the area, making no loud callings. Then the Ikran swiftly made a landing that you couldn’t hear them land from five meters away. The rider dismounted and came to the front of the Ikran. “Easy now Zeza” The Na’vi patted the Ikran on the head. The Ikran named Zeza responded with a gentle nudge to the Na’vis smooth hands. Then the Na’vi turned around, and the Ikran took flight, back to where it would rest for the night. The Na’vi was not in an area close to the tribal area.
She wanted to petrol the area for the night, incase of any snooping humans, but the Na’vi female doubted they would get this far without passing any beasts that dwell within the area. The Na’vi Female was named Tsyal, daughter of one of the second best warrior’s, who was her father.
Tysal could not stand the thought of avatars of even humans roaming of a nighttime-not that they really would. However anything could happen. Tsyal saw them as threat, greedy pests that roam their lands, gathering information and carrying out scientific programs, like collect specimens or even studying the Na’vi and their tribes. For the humans, it would be a long hard road before any Na’vi would consider them trust worthy. Then after the war…there is little to say about the humans and their attitude, not much seems to have changed, to some Na’vi, but to others they see these Humans more peaceful and not a threat, but the Na’vi can’t forgive so easily. Few humans could stay here after the war, but the rest had been forced out to travel back to their dying planet called earth.
Those humans who stayed learned the life of a Na’vi but eventually with age, they died. There was little any Na’vi could do. However some Na’vi ignored the fact that these humans really could be trust worthy, ones like Tsyal, perhaps worse like the Rokure clan that thinks of these humans to be weak and pathetic. If the humans could create Avatars, then there was no way of known what else they could create. They are smart, but unlike the ones that tried to force the Na’vi out a long time ago and got forced out themselves, though these humans come here only to learn more about Pandora and its lifestyle along with the Na’vi. These humans had technology that we did not posses and did not wish to. Tsyal pushed the whole thought out of her head. She looked around and twitched her ears to pick up any sound of any avatar. Tsyal doubted this whole thing of an avatar roaming, but who knows; they wanted to learn about Pandora more then anything, but for what reason? Tsyal did not know and did not care, as long as these humans kept to their own business and not the Na’vi Tsyal would feel more relaxed, but yet still annoyed to why they are back, after what happened who could forgive a human?
Tsyal’s father had always told her that “every living thing deserves a second chance” she echoed it in her mind remember back to that day when he told her that. Tsyal looked to the ground and sighed. She missed her father. After his death…nothing had been the same for Tsyal’s mother or for Tsyal. Tsyal was the only child of theirs, and she had grown up to be kind and humble, and always at peace. She respected her father and all his teachings along with her mothers.
Tsyal thought of giving the humans a second chance, but…she could only see war in the long term of it all. Tsyal did not wish for war, not another tragic even where more Na’vi will die. Many Na’vi had been killed in that war, from all the four different clans. Hundreds perhaps millions of Na’vi died. Tsyal was only young back then when the whole War came. The saw the many Na’vi return home, injured, dead or close to death. However, when war comes the Na’vi are there to protect Pandora, not create the war. Sometimes there is war between the clans, but not for sometime now. Not that Tsyal knows of.
Tsyal looked into the sky, up towards heaven and wondered if her father was watching over her mother and her self. Tsyal then rubbed her eyes to keep awake; it was about midnight, almost morning. In the morning she would not rest. Night time was for rest not daytime. Daytime was a time to hunt and gather food, watch over the land and animals. No she would train, she would help others out, help her mother, help her elders. She would train, meditate, hunt and all sorts of other stuff. She would be exhausted, that was something she could not deny, because she would be tired by mid-day, but she would not rest, she needed to train, being a warrior. She needed to keep fit, keep her body in tone, to keep Zeza active, and gain other flying skills. Tsyal watched the bright neon like land before her soon become dim with less brightness as the sky began to lighten.
Tsyal had stood here for a full night almost, still in the same position, watching the area, and listening to the sounds of the animals while allowing her self to think.
And finally when the light returned back to the land, and all the animals began to awake and make their callings across the land, Tsyal knew it was time to head back. She had much to do. And as she began to move Zeza swiftly flew in making a calling sound to Tsyal. Tsyal gave Zeza a pat on the head, gently and smoothly, made her halo with Zeza and mounted her. It wasn’t long before the two had came back into the sky and back to the tribal area which was at lest a fair way, perhaps about 15 kilometers. Tsyal looked and watched the other Ikran’s fly about with their riders as Tsyal made her way back home with Zeza. For a new day awaited her, new skills she would gain, and knowledge as well, perhaps of the humans and their avatars location.
Age: 20
Secret Word: sent
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Race: Na'vi
Tribe: Aylukana
Mount: Slender and built to fly, an Ikran, with the mixture of the deep blue ocean colors and black, a gentle giant female Ikran. She chose Tsyal to be her rider only for one reason…because Tsyal did not back down. Since the Halo was made between the two they got to know each other.
They would practice day after day, night after night on flying skills, tricks and defense attacks. The two developed a great bond together and still have that bond. The Ikran’s name is Zeza, but Tsyal picked many names, and could only hope that one of these names the Ikran would chose, and Zeza seemed to catch her attention.
Zeza and Tsyal became great at flying but not the best flyers known. They became competitive and I guess you might as well say Zeza got that from Tsyal because they never gave up, and they never backed down from a challenge- which was more like a game then anything of flying through the mountain’s to heaven.
At times Zeza is able to sense some sort of trouble that bothers Tsyal, and it bothers Zeza who will quickly scout the area and find Tsyal and come to aid her or comfort her. They are like to best friends that are equal and work together as one.
They would continue training, taking advice from elders and her parents. Together they have learnt the way of life, the creatures around them. They have practiced hard and have always had a strong but kind heart and are willing to do anything to protect the Na’vi culture and Pandora itself from the Humans.
Physical Description: Slender, tall standing about 8 feet high- small for a Na’vi female- and a perfect female body. With black hair all braided in different sections and laid down to create one thick bundle of braided hair with a red feather that sticks out from the hair near her left ear. At the end of each braided hair part are red beads. She normally wears her hair down, but when training, she normally pulls it back so it does not get in her way .Lovely yellow eyes, the eyes of her loving mother make her seem gentle and loving. She has a blue hue body, like all Na’vi, with the tiger like patterns of a darker, but not too much darker then the hue skin color which stretch's across her body and her face, and all along her torso and her legs and feet like all Na’vi.
She has slender shoulder blades that make her seem sickly skinny but the muscles that have been built up over years of training make her look nice and slender and an attractive female Na’vi. She is Light in weight, around 200 pounds{if I get the weight wrong I’ll fix it
}, with slender legs and arms, a wide hips like all female Na’vi and little fat .A long, prehensile tail with beads of red and native colors like blue put together and placed around near the end of her tail. She has a small protruding snout, high cheekbones, and a smooth skin. Have large feline ears which are always picking up sound, and always alert, with the light pinkish color inside, and a light hue color around the ear. She also has a spacer in her left ear which is black and round like {eg Like Neytiri’s}. Her bioluminescent markings are placed around the top of the eyes where the bone is structured above the eye socket and also under her eye. They do not come in large amounts, but are grouped together in a visible bright blue color, like sparkles, and trace along her face down her body.
They indicate that she is a calm and moderate, one at peace and somewhat aggressive. She wears a necklace around her neck. It is of blue stones, with blue beads on leather like string that she had created. Her clothing’s are simple, leather like brown earthly color wrap that covers her breasts and is tied up at the back between her slender shoulder blades and around the back of her neck. She wears the traditional loincloth around her loins.
It is attached by a simple note on her left side hip, and the loincloth comes down to around her knees, perhaps a bit up past them. This allows her protection when on Zeza, and stops her from getting any blisters of so when flying through the cold areas or hot area of Pandora-not that she travels all the way out there.
She has leather like armbands that start from her wrist up to her elbow, with an Ikran tooth on both of them, allowing her to protect her arms from blisters and such from other stuff like in combat, to save her from having a shattered bone or prevent cuts or scratches. She has a sheath which is attached to her Loincloth at her right hand side with a knife that she always carries on her no mater what. She also holds a bow which she hangs on her back along with arrow decorated in the native Na’vi colors.
She has smooth hands with four fingers like her mothers.
Her skin is smooth and soft with no scares that are visible
Personality: A true kind hearted female Na’vi is Tsyal. She has always been gentle towards everything around her, including some of the most feared creators on Pandora. She believes that a kind heart will gain you much more respect then being violent. Though you can’t knock out that competitive attitude she has. She always wants to give everything a good hard go, and she does her best to get the best, but she would never put herself or Zeza into danger, or any other Na’vis around her. However the news about the humans has annoyed her. She may be kind, but she sees the humans as a threat, but she is not as welling to jump out of a tree and kill them.
She would pursue them to leave the planet, if she could, but…she is curious, young and naïve and if the humans came to close to the ones she loves and cares about, she would at all means defend them. She knows what they can do, and about the war that happened a long time ago, and how the Na’vi are still recovering from such a loss in that war. And with that Tsyal is very protective, but would not hurt a human unless it is in defense. However, she refuses to have any contact with the humans and avoids them as much as she can. Sometimes studies them, but likes to avoid them as much in protection of others incase they decide to track her down.
However if she was to know a human fully she might be able to trust them, but doing so would be a hard job to get her trust, unless you come up with an interesting topic of some sort. Maybe then a human might be able to get a good conversation with her.
She is wise, but still young and lets her curiosity take control over her, but not too much with the humans.
She likes to spend her time in peace, so she is always, if not, most of the time meditating, or training with Zeza incase of a war. Towards all other Na’vi she is respectful, even more to her elders, or Na’vi a year or so older then herself. She always looks for some advice in many different things including in combat, flying skills or just understanding the environment more, gaining information of the beautiful world that surrounds her.
However she can be a bit stubborn when in a bad mood, sometimes aggressive towards humans but only to threaten them in defense. However if she was threatened by another Na’vi she would go to all ends to protect others and sacrifice herself if she must. A trait she has gained from her father.
Talents: Tsyal is perhaps one of the imaginative Na’vi, and her mother encouraged her to use this imaginative side that perhaps might help Tsyal think up of a way to modify her weapons or skills in flying.
She has always had great vocals since she was a child and would occasionally meditate and hum at the same time. She sings to the creators around her, in a smooth and calm tone to ease the pain or boiling anger. She also does so when she comforts someone in a time of sorrow or when they are ill. She believes that singing has a way of magic and can sooth the soul of anything, or anyone.
Even though she loves singing she will spend time on making things. She will sharpen her arrows, or modify her bow or arrows to improve her hunting skills as it is required for her to do so to make some contribute to the clan. She makes her knife sharper and at times makes modifications to her saddle that she uses on Zeza, so it may be lighter and improve their flying skills. Sometimes she helps other Na’vi in making things and enjoys doing so.
Tsyal means wing and Tsamsiyu means warrior. She is a wing warrior or known as a Ikran warrior. Her bloodline from her father and mothers side is of both warrior and she has continued down the path of being a warrior, both on foot and in the air with Zeza. She learned much from her father before his death in combat from foot and about the Ikran, and even more from her mother once her father passed away. So Tysal learnt from what she was taught, and then put all her education in one big practical event each day.
She would train using the new skills she had been taught about, each day she saw herself get better, become more swift in her movement, and stealth like. She became more flexible in her movements. Now when it comes to the Ikran, she only studied them from the treetops, but didn’t get too much of a good look. Her mother and father told her stories, but she had never really been on the back of one. When she first found Zeza, she knew that this one was not going to back down with such ease. Finally when the Halo was made Tysal could feel the every movement and thought of the Ikran. And since then she has gained the skill to fly, to travel, to use her mind to connect with Zeza and how to fly smoothly without attracting much attention, and how to do it in stealth incase she had to surprise an enemy.
History: As a young child, her parents encouraged Tsyal to be imaginative, to dream of flying in hope that one day she would become a warrior and have her own Banshee/Ikran. They brought her up to be gentle, and always looking for some advice. Her father who was a Warrior himself would teach Tsyal some small little moves that would be used in battle. Her mother always taught her to take in everything around her, the beauty, the peace, the animals and planets all around her. Her parents told her to be at peace, not at anger or anything unlike some Na’vi who had desired bloodshed. Tsyal learnt much from her family. She always enjoyed education, and even learns English as a second language from other Na’vi who had been taught from a human.
Tsyal would enjoy her time with her friends. They would enjoy watching the animals roam the land; they would play games as children, guessing all the wildlife names, from planets to animals. However through the years, there was much sorrow and pain. After the death of her father, who had engaged a battle to protect his family from what he called “a Na’vi gone Bad” or simpler way to say it, one that was going to kill or threaten to do so to the family. Though Tsyal’s father was the winner of the fight, but took no pride in killing someone of his own kind. He later passed on during that day from multiple stab wounds. Tsyal continued to keep her dreams coming, and do her best to learn, to learn fighting skills, to use the bow and arrow.
She wasn’t the best of her group, but she did pass and become a warrior. Her mother was proud of her that day, and so was she. However the day she became a warrior was also the day she first saw a human. She never really trusted the human race, and the human was a female. All she wanted to do was talk, but Tsyal did not trust the woman and ran off. She headed in one direction until she lost the human, and then ran off in another direction so she could know that the human wasn’t going to track her down with such an easy task. As Tsyal became 20 years old, she became mature and felt respected by others, but has always seen herself equal, not a hero.
RP Sample:As the day turns to night, and the land begins to glow with vibrant neon like colors from the planets and animals, and the Na’vi, people of Pandora also have their vibrant like colors from their
Bioluminescent markings and yellow greenish like eyes. The soft cooing sounds of the native nocturnal creators make their calling deep within the night; the steady beat of wings can softly be heard if you are at the top of the canopy. The darkness shed no light, but the colors of a graceful Ikran could be seen, of steady ocean blue colors with the mixture of black, swirling in a pattern.
The Ikran’s eyes looked with yellow, almost fearsome eyes, scanning the area, making no loud callings. Then the Ikran swiftly made a landing that you couldn’t hear them land from five meters away. The rider dismounted and came to the front of the Ikran. “Easy now Zeza” The Na’vi patted the Ikran on the head. The Ikran named Zeza responded with a gentle nudge to the Na’vis smooth hands. Then the Na’vi turned around, and the Ikran took flight, back to where it would rest for the night. The Na’vi was not in an area close to the tribal area.
She wanted to petrol the area for the night, incase of any snooping humans, but the Na’vi female doubted they would get this far without passing any beasts that dwell within the area. The Na’vi Female was named Tsyal, daughter of one of the second best warrior’s, who was her father.
Tysal could not stand the thought of avatars of even humans roaming of a nighttime-not that they really would. However anything could happen. Tsyal saw them as threat, greedy pests that roam their lands, gathering information and carrying out scientific programs, like collect specimens or even studying the Na’vi and their tribes. For the humans, it would be a long hard road before any Na’vi would consider them trust worthy. Then after the war…there is little to say about the humans and their attitude, not much seems to have changed, to some Na’vi, but to others they see these Humans more peaceful and not a threat, but the Na’vi can’t forgive so easily. Few humans could stay here after the war, but the rest had been forced out to travel back to their dying planet called earth.
Those humans who stayed learned the life of a Na’vi but eventually with age, they died. There was little any Na’vi could do. However some Na’vi ignored the fact that these humans really could be trust worthy, ones like Tsyal, perhaps worse like the Rokure clan that thinks of these humans to be weak and pathetic. If the humans could create Avatars, then there was no way of known what else they could create. They are smart, but unlike the ones that tried to force the Na’vi out a long time ago and got forced out themselves, though these humans come here only to learn more about Pandora and its lifestyle along with the Na’vi. These humans had technology that we did not posses and did not wish to. Tsyal pushed the whole thought out of her head. She looked around and twitched her ears to pick up any sound of any avatar. Tsyal doubted this whole thing of an avatar roaming, but who knows; they wanted to learn about Pandora more then anything, but for what reason? Tsyal did not know and did not care, as long as these humans kept to their own business and not the Na’vi Tsyal would feel more relaxed, but yet still annoyed to why they are back, after what happened who could forgive a human?
Tsyal’s father had always told her that “every living thing deserves a second chance” she echoed it in her mind remember back to that day when he told her that. Tsyal looked to the ground and sighed. She missed her father. After his death…nothing had been the same for Tsyal’s mother or for Tsyal. Tsyal was the only child of theirs, and she had grown up to be kind and humble, and always at peace. She respected her father and all his teachings along with her mothers.
Tsyal thought of giving the humans a second chance, but…she could only see war in the long term of it all. Tsyal did not wish for war, not another tragic even where more Na’vi will die. Many Na’vi had been killed in that war, from all the four different clans. Hundreds perhaps millions of Na’vi died. Tsyal was only young back then when the whole War came. The saw the many Na’vi return home, injured, dead or close to death. However, when war comes the Na’vi are there to protect Pandora, not create the war. Sometimes there is war between the clans, but not for sometime now. Not that Tsyal knows of.
Tsyal looked into the sky, up towards heaven and wondered if her father was watching over her mother and her self. Tsyal then rubbed her eyes to keep awake; it was about midnight, almost morning. In the morning she would not rest. Night time was for rest not daytime. Daytime was a time to hunt and gather food, watch over the land and animals. No she would train, she would help others out, help her mother, help her elders. She would train, meditate, hunt and all sorts of other stuff. She would be exhausted, that was something she could not deny, because she would be tired by mid-day, but she would not rest, she needed to train, being a warrior. She needed to keep fit, keep her body in tone, to keep Zeza active, and gain other flying skills. Tsyal watched the bright neon like land before her soon become dim with less brightness as the sky began to lighten.
Tsyal had stood here for a full night almost, still in the same position, watching the area, and listening to the sounds of the animals while allowing her self to think.
And finally when the light returned back to the land, and all the animals began to awake and make their callings across the land, Tsyal knew it was time to head back. She had much to do. And as she began to move Zeza swiftly flew in making a calling sound to Tsyal. Tsyal gave Zeza a pat on the head, gently and smoothly, made her halo with Zeza and mounted her. It wasn’t long before the two had came back into the sky and back to the tribal area which was at lest a fair way, perhaps about 15 kilometers. Tsyal looked and watched the other Ikran’s fly about with their riders as Tsyal made her way back home with Zeza. For a new day awaited her, new skills she would gain, and knowledge as well, perhaps of the humans and their avatars location.
