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It was only a year ago that everything went shit for everyone, they could only thrive on the future not the past.
Willow only thrived on long vines and anger issues, she was the oldest daughter to jake sully and neytiri she looked and acted like her mother but had her fathers humour, along with the five fingers.
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They were on a mission to take down a train that had much to many guns on but she was to go on the ground and supplies so the demon people don't have as much, but her knucklehead brothers had to keep watch.
As soon at that train tracks broke, the train went flying and Breaking into peace's as the lode broke open with the items scattered everywhere as her mother and father took down some gun ships.
Everyone was ready do stock up while getting off their ikran, of course willow was allowed to go down only because if she was with lo'ak she would encourage him to do so, she was the only one that believed in him.
She had only one last thing to get before heading off, while stumbling into her brothers.
"You morons, what are you doing?!" Confusion and anger written on her face, the boys could tell she was just worried.
"Why do you have a gun you can't aim for shit!" She told lo'ak trying to get the gun out of his grip, that was before she noticed the gun ship going around the corner of a cliff aiming near them.
They quickly ran away before it fired neteyem pushed lo'ak out of the way as willow kept trying to get them to safety, that was until it fired near her, she pushed them both out of the way while she crashed somewhere unconscious.
Their farther soon became worried as he looked for his children.
He found lo'ak fine, neteyam bleeding and willow bleeding and bruised but was taking like a champ trying to get up after almost being concussed.
"Willow, where is she?!" There was worry and anger in his voice, hoping his eldest wasn't injured or worse. Dead.
"He...here" she whimpered as she held her rib with one hand, while using the other to steady herself up.
