Post by Silmaneero on Jan 16, 2010 3:18:35 GMT -5
Name: Koamalu
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Confused
Race: Na'vi
Tribe: Aylukana
Mount: Silronsem is an Ikran, so named because of her nature; she is a clever beast, and though not the largest of her kind, more than able to hold her own. When she chose Koamalu, it was more a battle of wits than power, and she was very nearly successful in her attempts to kill him, throwing them both off of the side of the mountain in hopes to slip free of him. Koa managed, at the very last moment, to make Tsahaylu and save them both from certain death.
Since then, Silronsem has been unwaveringly loyal to Koamalu. She's affectionate and playful, prone to teasing and toying with her rider. During the hunt, however, or battle should it come to that, you will never find a more steadfast creature, flying stolidly into the face of danger and death. Though small, she is nonetheless a beautiful specimen of a banshee, her hide painted in tones of cream, brown, and orange, accented with black.
Physical Description: Tall, even for a Na'vi, Koamalu stands about six inches taller than the average norm. His 10'2” frame shows little of the accompanying bulk that one would expect of a being of his stature, however. All Na'vi are slender, but Koamalu is thin, skinny in a rawhide sort of way that, in places, makes it seem as though he is little more than velvety cobalt skin stretched taut across a framework of bone. This is more clearly defined on his hips and shoulders, and very slightly across his ribs, but don't let this inherent litheness fool you; compact muscle clings to every bone in his body, slender but powerful, making him every inch the gentle giant. Koa moves with slow, precise grace, with nary a stumble or a gesture lacking in purpose, save for in moments of extreme emotional or physical duress.
Painted in hues of cobalt and indigo, Koamalu is somewhat darker skinned than his kin and their shades of cyan. The bioluminescent markings that adorn his body do so with almost meticulous care, as if painted there, one by one, by the strokes of an artist's brush. They are the true indicator of his moods, for while some Na'vi have learned to control just how expressive they are, he has not. While his brethren often have eyes of citrine hue, even edged with cat-like green, Koamalu's eyes are, again, darker than those of his fellow Na'vi. Darkly golden amber, they look almost brown in low light, but flare to life warmly with the heat of the sun itself in the light of day. Thick, dark brows rest above them, the same shade of rich mocha as his hair, which is either carelessly neat or carelessly mussed, depending on your point of view. Though some prefer elaborate braids or other styling, Koamalu simply lets his be; the thick, silky strands are loose toward the front, framing his features, but blend seamlessly into the protective braid around his queue. His face is a long oval, features perhaps not so sharply defined as those of his kin, but nonetheless warm and friendly.
Koamalu is a simple dresser. As with many male Na'vi, he elects to wear but a simple loincloth, though his covers more than some. It consists of a belt worn around his hips, with a soft piece of fabric attached to the front that is drawn snugly down between his thighs to clip once more to the back of the belt, both for protection and sanitary reasons. Two additional lengths of cloth hang from the front and back of the belt, reaching roughly mid-thigh. When hunting, a bow can be seen slung across his back, a quiver of arrows next to it, but when simply traveling, he will stick with a single hunting knife. It is sheathed in a bandolier that hangs across his chest, one filled otherwise with a multitude of pockets for anything he might wish to store in them. Generally, this would be food rations, basic herbs and bandages should he find himself injured, or whatever other trinkets are necessary to carry with him at the time.
Personality: Curious. In more than one way, this word defines Koamalu, both as himself and as how others perceive him to be. Most obviously, of course, is the fact that Koa is, by nature, a curious being. There are so many mysteries on Pandora, so many marvels and majesties in what Eywa has gifted them with, and while many Na'vi are content to simply live with these precious things, Koamalu always, always wishes to know more of them. How do they work? What do they do? Some think it wrong to question Eywa's bounty, but Koa thinks it more a crime not to fully understand just how beautiful, how precious, how completely, breathlessly awe-inspiring their world is, so that they may more fully appreciate what Eywa, in her grace, has provided them with.
Of course, this led to some good-natured ribbing amongst his peers as they grew that he, not Nizana, should be the next Tsahik of the Aylukana clan. Koamalu has endured these playful taunts graciously; his favorite response to such teasing is to profess, rather breathlessly, that he could never be Tsahik unless the unfortunate fellow poking fun at him consents to be his Olo'eytkan. As of yet, no one has accepted this offer.
Hence the general opinion of Koamalu as a peculiar, curious Na'vi. He does not fall so far outside the norm as to cause worry, for he is equally sociable and loving, with strong ties to his family and his clan, but he is undoubtedly... different. A little bit strange, even. Whereas many of his clan were not overly accepting of Tzekiri's decision to remain on friendly, neutral terms with the human interlopers, Koa was positively delighted. In spite of his mother's wariness and Nizana's protective nature, he makes a point to go to the human's Compound as often as he can (in spite of this frequency, his grasp of English is still tentative), even though many of the others keep away from it. While most Na'vi prefer to explore Pandora in at least a pair, for safety as well as companionship, Koamalu will often wander on his own, relying on his stealth and knowledge of the forest to keep him safe.
Amulai often pesters him to choose a mate, for he is of an age and status to do so, but in spite of there being no shortage of offers from interested females, Koamalu has yet to accept, or ask someone of his own choosing. They have all been perfectly suitable mates, each strong in her own way, several from those he considers he considers close friends, but they have all been politely, yet firmly, turned away. It is not that Koa lacks desire to take a mate. Rather, he finds himself with conflicting emotions in regards to his own desires. Women are beautiful creatures, yes, but Koamalu has often found himself at odds with a similar strong, alluring attraction to other men of his tribe. Many consider this simply to be strong bonds of brotherhood, but until he has sorted them out for himself, Koa has opted to remain unattached.
Talents:
Stealth: For a creature as inherently curious as Koamalu, the ability to be able to watch unobserved is key. Thus, he has become quite adept at creeping up unnoticed on an unsuspecting tidbit of that curiosity, be it plant, animal, or much more recently, human. This also makes him an excellent hunter for his tribe.
Patience: Tying in directly with the aforementioned talent is this one. Once something of interest has been found, Koamalu can sit still for hours, simply watching and observing. Or, if the opportunity presents itself, studying or examining, learning more by touch and action than just watching often grants him. Again, this also aids him in his ability as a hunter, allowing him to wait patiently for the right moment to strike at his prey.
Compassion: Considered more a hindrance than a help by some. To Koamalu, there is no disagreement so staunch, no hatred so strong, that it must be quenched with violence. Perhaps a trait learned from his father, Koa is staunchly peaceful by nature, and would prefer negotiation over bloodshed, speaking as civil adults rather than squabbling like a bunch of petty children.
Craftmaking: All Na'vi are adept at the creation of tools, clothing, and even toys. Koamalu has a particular knack for it, however, and when time permits him, he can often be found working on such things, ranging from making a simple necklace to weaving on one of the many looms housed inside of Hometree.
History: Second born child to Tzekiri and Amulai of the Aylukana clan, and their only son. Some would think that life as a chieftain's son would be difficult, but Koamalu would argue that it was no more so than that of any other Na'vi in their tribe. His sister, perhaps, would find it harder, since hers was the burden of future Tsahik of the clan; she must learn the ways of Eywa, while Koa was free to pursue the path of hunter and warrior. There were few additional lessons with his father; the Olo'eytkan was a warrior, a defender of the tribe, and there was little more to be taught that Koamalu would not learn as he grew.
His childhood was uneventful. Koa was brought into the world roughly six years after the Sky People were driven from Pandora, and so knew of them only from stories at first. There were many tales to be told; some of monstrous beings with bows that shot fire instead of arrows, of great beasts that descended with them from the sky to eat the land. Very few spoke well of humans as a whole, though the young Koamalu quickly picked up on the fact that, as individuals, there had been good Sky People. The Toruk Makto had once been a human, and in Eywa's grace, had been made Na'vi.
In spite of these stories, the war and humanity had very little influence on his early life. Koa played with the other children his age, listening to and learning the teaching songs of the Aylukana. He was taught to weave, to mend, and even made his own su'shiri t'acto sa at a relatively young age. The young Na'vi spent hours personalizing the toy, decorating it with numerous beads and shells to the point that it would no longer glide through the air like the others. It was a valuable lesson about having too much, one he learned from quickly.
Koamalu was a fast learner and a keen pupil. He learned to track with ease, how to move through the forest undetected, a part of nature instead of a being moving outside of it. It was then that he learned of the profound connection with Eywa that all Na'vi shared, and when he began to go off on his own more and more to explore this, much to Nizana's chagrin. Some were worried, at first, but Koa assuaged their fears as best he could, insisting he was but learning the ways of their land. Many a day was spent out in the forest doing little more than watching, observing, feeling the life around him and understanding how it all fit together.
There were, of course, aspects of life that, while not particularly pleasant, could not be avoided. The clan needed meat to survive, which necessitated the deaths of other creatures of Eywa. Their sacrifice was honored, as was proper, but unlike some hunters, Koamalu never found pleasure in the act. Providing for the clan was an honorable, necessary duty, and they should always celebrate and bless the bounty provided to them by Eywa. While he was a successful hunter, Koa always preferred to find other ways to aid the clan if he could.
Perhaps the single most important event of his life came shortly after he attained his status as a hunter for the tribe. It was decided that he was ready to become one of the People, and complete the rite of passage known as Iknimaya. The climb up the Thundering Rocks was long and treacherous, even before they reached the rookery where the Ikran roosted. In spite of his status as the son of the Olo'eytkan, Koamalu was not the first to attempt such a bonding. He watched three others go before him, and of them, only one was successful that day; another was gutted by the Ikran who had chosen her, and the third knocked from the cliff's edge by a startled, fleeing flight of a clustered group of banshees.
The Ikran were on high alert when it came to Koamalu's turn. He moved slowly but deftly, sure to keep away from the steep face of the cliff, eyes open should one of the flying beasts take a shot at him. There were not many left perching on the rocks, leading him to believe that perhaps it was not yet his time to bond one of them... until she came slithering out from behind a boulder. She was smaller than the others, and in spite of her vibrant colors, had been hiding quite well amongst the ground cover. Maybe she would have remained hidden, had Koamalu not stepped out, but what she might have done was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment.
They circled each other like a pair of territorial Palulukan, both eerily silent. Koa waited until her back was toward the floating island before he leapt, very nearly missing her when she darted beneath him. He caught her at the last moment, legs winding around her neck, holding on for dear life as she bucked and tossed, trying to throw him, trying to scrape him off on the craggy boulders of the rookery. Finally, in a last ditch attempt to rid herself of him, the Ikran flung herself over the side of the cliff, Koamalu still clinging to her back, the pair free falling wildly in a disastrous plummet toward the forest below.
Afterward, Koa would claim that he did not know how he managed to make Tsahaylu, even going so far to speculate that Silronsem herself initiated the bond. Whatever the case, it was made, and none too soon; he was able to reach out and touch the treetops when the Ikran finally pulled up from her suicidal dive.
Humanity returned a scant few months later, and Koamalu was immediately intrigued by their presence. He wanted nothing more than to be a part of the negotiations, but was forbidden from attending... which only meant he snuck out to see them as often as he could. It was a long and arduous process, but few other Na'vi were as delighted when Tzekiri opted to remain on peaceful terms with the Sky People. Koa was a prominent, if well hidden figure as the Compound was established. He would come and watch as often as permitted, and while he never interacted with any of the humans or their dreamwalker bodies, the sight of him lingering at the edge of the forest became so commonplace that his presence soon became an accepted part of the daily routine. This has yet to change even as the scientific research gets underway, though Koa is slowly becoming more bold in his approach on the Compound.
RP Sample: They were so busy, these humans, so intent on their day to day work. Koamalu still wasn't certain what that entailed, precisely, but found it curious and interesting nonetheless. The humans moved carefully, rarely coming out of their strange, ugly, unnatural buildings unless it was necessary, and only then with that peculiar shield over their faces. Most of their word seemed to be done in their dreamwalker bodies... ahvitars, was that what they called them? They looked like Na'vi, almost, though their eyes were smaller and their fingers more numerous, but they moved and breathed as all Na'vi should.
Even more peculiar was that Koa sometimes thought he knew which of the dreamwalker bodies belonged with a human. It was not often that he saw them out of doors, but sometimes, he would catch a glimpse of a face behind that strange clear shield and it would look so familiar. How had they done that? Was it some sort of magic ritual? There was so much he wanted to know, so much he wanted to ask, if only... if only he could speak their language better. If only Nizana did not seem to be lurking behind a tree every time he though he had worked up the nerve to finally enter their strange encampment. He had spoken to some of the dreamwalkers before, and they were nothing if not as curious as he had been to learn of the splendors of their home. Perhaps they could simply exchange the information, learning about one another. Where was the harm in that?
Koa sighed, idly shifting his weight as he peered down from his treetop perch. There was more movement today. Another of their strange flying creatures had come down from the sky, bringing with it new Sky People, and what Koamalu was sure were new dreamwalkers, in strange clear tanks filled with what looked like water. That had intrigued him more than anything; how could they breathe like that? What happened to them when the humans were not dreaming themselves into those bodies?
His thoughts were interrupted when some of those bodies staggered out of the building in which they slept. They were new, something he noticed immediately, and not only because they seemed to be having a difficult time adjusting to their own bodies. Was that normal? Na'vi were much taller than their human bodies. If Koa was forced to walk around in a human body, he supposed he would have trouble adjusting, as well. Even so, the temptation to go down there, to observe, to... help, perhaps? It nagged at him, made him shift again, scooting a little further out onto the branch as keen eyes peered down at them.
What were their names, he wondered. What were they here for? Some of them had specific jobs, Koa had noticed. Some protected while the others studied, looking at plants, at bugs, at the very dirt itself... he could not help but wonder what it was they were looking for. Was it something he could help them find? Was it something they needed to find, a topic of much debate among the elder Na'vi of the Aylukana?
Koamalu didn't know. Wasn't sure.
But he wanted to find out.
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Confused
Race: Na'vi
Tribe: Aylukana
Mount: Silronsem is an Ikran, so named because of her nature; she is a clever beast, and though not the largest of her kind, more than able to hold her own. When she chose Koamalu, it was more a battle of wits than power, and she was very nearly successful in her attempts to kill him, throwing them both off of the side of the mountain in hopes to slip free of him. Koa managed, at the very last moment, to make Tsahaylu and save them both from certain death.
Since then, Silronsem has been unwaveringly loyal to Koamalu. She's affectionate and playful, prone to teasing and toying with her rider. During the hunt, however, or battle should it come to that, you will never find a more steadfast creature, flying stolidly into the face of danger and death. Though small, she is nonetheless a beautiful specimen of a banshee, her hide painted in tones of cream, brown, and orange, accented with black.
Physical Description: Tall, even for a Na'vi, Koamalu stands about six inches taller than the average norm. His 10'2” frame shows little of the accompanying bulk that one would expect of a being of his stature, however. All Na'vi are slender, but Koamalu is thin, skinny in a rawhide sort of way that, in places, makes it seem as though he is little more than velvety cobalt skin stretched taut across a framework of bone. This is more clearly defined on his hips and shoulders, and very slightly across his ribs, but don't let this inherent litheness fool you; compact muscle clings to every bone in his body, slender but powerful, making him every inch the gentle giant. Koa moves with slow, precise grace, with nary a stumble or a gesture lacking in purpose, save for in moments of extreme emotional or physical duress.
Painted in hues of cobalt and indigo, Koamalu is somewhat darker skinned than his kin and their shades of cyan. The bioluminescent markings that adorn his body do so with almost meticulous care, as if painted there, one by one, by the strokes of an artist's brush. They are the true indicator of his moods, for while some Na'vi have learned to control just how expressive they are, he has not. While his brethren often have eyes of citrine hue, even edged with cat-like green, Koamalu's eyes are, again, darker than those of his fellow Na'vi. Darkly golden amber, they look almost brown in low light, but flare to life warmly with the heat of the sun itself in the light of day. Thick, dark brows rest above them, the same shade of rich mocha as his hair, which is either carelessly neat or carelessly mussed, depending on your point of view. Though some prefer elaborate braids or other styling, Koamalu simply lets his be; the thick, silky strands are loose toward the front, framing his features, but blend seamlessly into the protective braid around his queue. His face is a long oval, features perhaps not so sharply defined as those of his kin, but nonetheless warm and friendly.
Koamalu is a simple dresser. As with many male Na'vi, he elects to wear but a simple loincloth, though his covers more than some. It consists of a belt worn around his hips, with a soft piece of fabric attached to the front that is drawn snugly down between his thighs to clip once more to the back of the belt, both for protection and sanitary reasons. Two additional lengths of cloth hang from the front and back of the belt, reaching roughly mid-thigh. When hunting, a bow can be seen slung across his back, a quiver of arrows next to it, but when simply traveling, he will stick with a single hunting knife. It is sheathed in a bandolier that hangs across his chest, one filled otherwise with a multitude of pockets for anything he might wish to store in them. Generally, this would be food rations, basic herbs and bandages should he find himself injured, or whatever other trinkets are necessary to carry with him at the time.
Personality: Curious. In more than one way, this word defines Koamalu, both as himself and as how others perceive him to be. Most obviously, of course, is the fact that Koa is, by nature, a curious being. There are so many mysteries on Pandora, so many marvels and majesties in what Eywa has gifted them with, and while many Na'vi are content to simply live with these precious things, Koamalu always, always wishes to know more of them. How do they work? What do they do? Some think it wrong to question Eywa's bounty, but Koa thinks it more a crime not to fully understand just how beautiful, how precious, how completely, breathlessly awe-inspiring their world is, so that they may more fully appreciate what Eywa, in her grace, has provided them with.
Of course, this led to some good-natured ribbing amongst his peers as they grew that he, not Nizana, should be the next Tsahik of the Aylukana clan. Koamalu has endured these playful taunts graciously; his favorite response to such teasing is to profess, rather breathlessly, that he could never be Tsahik unless the unfortunate fellow poking fun at him consents to be his Olo'eytkan. As of yet, no one has accepted this offer.
Hence the general opinion of Koamalu as a peculiar, curious Na'vi. He does not fall so far outside the norm as to cause worry, for he is equally sociable and loving, with strong ties to his family and his clan, but he is undoubtedly... different. A little bit strange, even. Whereas many of his clan were not overly accepting of Tzekiri's decision to remain on friendly, neutral terms with the human interlopers, Koa was positively delighted. In spite of his mother's wariness and Nizana's protective nature, he makes a point to go to the human's Compound as often as he can (in spite of this frequency, his grasp of English is still tentative), even though many of the others keep away from it. While most Na'vi prefer to explore Pandora in at least a pair, for safety as well as companionship, Koamalu will often wander on his own, relying on his stealth and knowledge of the forest to keep him safe.
Amulai often pesters him to choose a mate, for he is of an age and status to do so, but in spite of there being no shortage of offers from interested females, Koamalu has yet to accept, or ask someone of his own choosing. They have all been perfectly suitable mates, each strong in her own way, several from those he considers he considers close friends, but they have all been politely, yet firmly, turned away. It is not that Koa lacks desire to take a mate. Rather, he finds himself with conflicting emotions in regards to his own desires. Women are beautiful creatures, yes, but Koamalu has often found himself at odds with a similar strong, alluring attraction to other men of his tribe. Many consider this simply to be strong bonds of brotherhood, but until he has sorted them out for himself, Koa has opted to remain unattached.
Talents:
Stealth: For a creature as inherently curious as Koamalu, the ability to be able to watch unobserved is key. Thus, he has become quite adept at creeping up unnoticed on an unsuspecting tidbit of that curiosity, be it plant, animal, or much more recently, human. This also makes him an excellent hunter for his tribe.
Patience: Tying in directly with the aforementioned talent is this one. Once something of interest has been found, Koamalu can sit still for hours, simply watching and observing. Or, if the opportunity presents itself, studying or examining, learning more by touch and action than just watching often grants him. Again, this also aids him in his ability as a hunter, allowing him to wait patiently for the right moment to strike at his prey.
Compassion: Considered more a hindrance than a help by some. To Koamalu, there is no disagreement so staunch, no hatred so strong, that it must be quenched with violence. Perhaps a trait learned from his father, Koa is staunchly peaceful by nature, and would prefer negotiation over bloodshed, speaking as civil adults rather than squabbling like a bunch of petty children.
Craftmaking: All Na'vi are adept at the creation of tools, clothing, and even toys. Koamalu has a particular knack for it, however, and when time permits him, he can often be found working on such things, ranging from making a simple necklace to weaving on one of the many looms housed inside of Hometree.
History: Second born child to Tzekiri and Amulai of the Aylukana clan, and their only son. Some would think that life as a chieftain's son would be difficult, but Koamalu would argue that it was no more so than that of any other Na'vi in their tribe. His sister, perhaps, would find it harder, since hers was the burden of future Tsahik of the clan; she must learn the ways of Eywa, while Koa was free to pursue the path of hunter and warrior. There were few additional lessons with his father; the Olo'eytkan was a warrior, a defender of the tribe, and there was little more to be taught that Koamalu would not learn as he grew.
His childhood was uneventful. Koa was brought into the world roughly six years after the Sky People were driven from Pandora, and so knew of them only from stories at first. There were many tales to be told; some of monstrous beings with bows that shot fire instead of arrows, of great beasts that descended with them from the sky to eat the land. Very few spoke well of humans as a whole, though the young Koamalu quickly picked up on the fact that, as individuals, there had been good Sky People. The Toruk Makto had once been a human, and in Eywa's grace, had been made Na'vi.
In spite of these stories, the war and humanity had very little influence on his early life. Koa played with the other children his age, listening to and learning the teaching songs of the Aylukana. He was taught to weave, to mend, and even made his own su'shiri t'acto sa at a relatively young age. The young Na'vi spent hours personalizing the toy, decorating it with numerous beads and shells to the point that it would no longer glide through the air like the others. It was a valuable lesson about having too much, one he learned from quickly.
Koamalu was a fast learner and a keen pupil. He learned to track with ease, how to move through the forest undetected, a part of nature instead of a being moving outside of it. It was then that he learned of the profound connection with Eywa that all Na'vi shared, and when he began to go off on his own more and more to explore this, much to Nizana's chagrin. Some were worried, at first, but Koa assuaged their fears as best he could, insisting he was but learning the ways of their land. Many a day was spent out in the forest doing little more than watching, observing, feeling the life around him and understanding how it all fit together.
There were, of course, aspects of life that, while not particularly pleasant, could not be avoided. The clan needed meat to survive, which necessitated the deaths of other creatures of Eywa. Their sacrifice was honored, as was proper, but unlike some hunters, Koamalu never found pleasure in the act. Providing for the clan was an honorable, necessary duty, and they should always celebrate and bless the bounty provided to them by Eywa. While he was a successful hunter, Koa always preferred to find other ways to aid the clan if he could.
Perhaps the single most important event of his life came shortly after he attained his status as a hunter for the tribe. It was decided that he was ready to become one of the People, and complete the rite of passage known as Iknimaya. The climb up the Thundering Rocks was long and treacherous, even before they reached the rookery where the Ikran roosted. In spite of his status as the son of the Olo'eytkan, Koamalu was not the first to attempt such a bonding. He watched three others go before him, and of them, only one was successful that day; another was gutted by the Ikran who had chosen her, and the third knocked from the cliff's edge by a startled, fleeing flight of a clustered group of banshees.
The Ikran were on high alert when it came to Koamalu's turn. He moved slowly but deftly, sure to keep away from the steep face of the cliff, eyes open should one of the flying beasts take a shot at him. There were not many left perching on the rocks, leading him to believe that perhaps it was not yet his time to bond one of them... until she came slithering out from behind a boulder. She was smaller than the others, and in spite of her vibrant colors, had been hiding quite well amongst the ground cover. Maybe she would have remained hidden, had Koamalu not stepped out, but what she might have done was the furthest thing from his mind at the moment.
They circled each other like a pair of territorial Palulukan, both eerily silent. Koa waited until her back was toward the floating island before he leapt, very nearly missing her when she darted beneath him. He caught her at the last moment, legs winding around her neck, holding on for dear life as she bucked and tossed, trying to throw him, trying to scrape him off on the craggy boulders of the rookery. Finally, in a last ditch attempt to rid herself of him, the Ikran flung herself over the side of the cliff, Koamalu still clinging to her back, the pair free falling wildly in a disastrous plummet toward the forest below.
Afterward, Koa would claim that he did not know how he managed to make Tsahaylu, even going so far to speculate that Silronsem herself initiated the bond. Whatever the case, it was made, and none too soon; he was able to reach out and touch the treetops when the Ikran finally pulled up from her suicidal dive.
Humanity returned a scant few months later, and Koamalu was immediately intrigued by their presence. He wanted nothing more than to be a part of the negotiations, but was forbidden from attending... which only meant he snuck out to see them as often as he could. It was a long and arduous process, but few other Na'vi were as delighted when Tzekiri opted to remain on peaceful terms with the Sky People. Koa was a prominent, if well hidden figure as the Compound was established. He would come and watch as often as permitted, and while he never interacted with any of the humans or their dreamwalker bodies, the sight of him lingering at the edge of the forest became so commonplace that his presence soon became an accepted part of the daily routine. This has yet to change even as the scientific research gets underway, though Koa is slowly becoming more bold in his approach on the Compound.
RP Sample: They were so busy, these humans, so intent on their day to day work. Koamalu still wasn't certain what that entailed, precisely, but found it curious and interesting nonetheless. The humans moved carefully, rarely coming out of their strange, ugly, unnatural buildings unless it was necessary, and only then with that peculiar shield over their faces. Most of their word seemed to be done in their dreamwalker bodies... ahvitars, was that what they called them? They looked like Na'vi, almost, though their eyes were smaller and their fingers more numerous, but they moved and breathed as all Na'vi should.
Even more peculiar was that Koa sometimes thought he knew which of the dreamwalker bodies belonged with a human. It was not often that he saw them out of doors, but sometimes, he would catch a glimpse of a face behind that strange clear shield and it would look so familiar. How had they done that? Was it some sort of magic ritual? There was so much he wanted to know, so much he wanted to ask, if only... if only he could speak their language better. If only Nizana did not seem to be lurking behind a tree every time he though he had worked up the nerve to finally enter their strange encampment. He had spoken to some of the dreamwalkers before, and they were nothing if not as curious as he had been to learn of the splendors of their home. Perhaps they could simply exchange the information, learning about one another. Where was the harm in that?
Koa sighed, idly shifting his weight as he peered down from his treetop perch. There was more movement today. Another of their strange flying creatures had come down from the sky, bringing with it new Sky People, and what Koamalu was sure were new dreamwalkers, in strange clear tanks filled with what looked like water. That had intrigued him more than anything; how could they breathe like that? What happened to them when the humans were not dreaming themselves into those bodies?
His thoughts were interrupted when some of those bodies staggered out of the building in which they slept. They were new, something he noticed immediately, and not only because they seemed to be having a difficult time adjusting to their own bodies. Was that normal? Na'vi were much taller than their human bodies. If Koa was forced to walk around in a human body, he supposed he would have trouble adjusting, as well. Even so, the temptation to go down there, to observe, to... help, perhaps? It nagged at him, made him shift again, scooting a little further out onto the branch as keen eyes peered down at them.
What were their names, he wondered. What were they here for? Some of them had specific jobs, Koa had noticed. Some protected while the others studied, looking at plants, at bugs, at the very dirt itself... he could not help but wonder what it was they were looking for. Was it something he could help them find? Was it something they needed to find, a topic of much debate among the elder Na'vi of the Aylukana?
Koamalu didn't know. Wasn't sure.
But he wanted to find out.
