Neytiri
The Daughter of the Fifth Shadow
I ride the winds of war and love.
I was born under the trees, raised by the breath of Eywa and the teachings of my parents. I learned to hunt before I could weep for the dead, and to fight before I understood love. Jake came like a storm—loud, wild, and blind. I taught him to see. Then I followed him into fire. Now I carry both bow and grief, pride and pain. I am of the old ways, but not bound by them. Pandora is alive—and so am I.
What I'm Into: my ikran, the song of the bowstring, the scent of rain on leaves, Jake's laughter, trees that remember
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