When a hybrid girl of the forest and ocean whos the leader of warriors from the Metkayina clan meets the next in line chief of the Omatikaya clan and whos the eldest son of Toruk Makto.
How will their story go when she has a hatred for Toruk Makto...
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~{ The beginning of the end }~
"Morning..." Neteyam spoke awkwardly as he and Tatia stepped out of his room to see his family sitting in the main part of their mauri eating breakfast. "Morning... son." Jake smirked with a wink at Neteyam, implying he knew what the two newly mated had been doing that night.
"Jake leave our son alone." Neytiri rolled her eyes, brining in three more bowls and handing them to the two, keeping one for herself. "It's not like we were any better anyway." All the kids faces scrunched up with a groan, except for Tuk who ran up to Tatia, the older girl picking her up and placing her on her hip.
"Look what I made you last night, Kiri helped me." Tuk giggled and squirmed excitedly, holding out the bracelet with shells on it. Tatia gasped dramatically, shoving her bowl into Neteyam's chest as she sat on the floor with Tuk. "No you didn't."
Tuk nodded, smiling uncontrollably and playing with her hands. "But this is too beautiful to be made by you." "But I did!" Tatia smiled widely at the little girl and hugged her tightly. "I know! You did such a great job!"
Neteyam's heart pounded as he watched his mate on the floor with his younger sister. She was great with kids and oh Eywa did it make her so much more attractive to him. His father pinched Neteyam's elbow, causing him to sit down next to him so Jake could whisper into his ear only that he and his mother could hear. "Down boy. Don't be knocking her up just yet." "Dad." Neteyam whined.
"What, I know that look." Jake shrugged but stopped as Lo'ak sat the other side of Neteyam. "Please do, I want to be cool Uncle Lo'ak." The boy smirked. "If it's a boy would you name it after me?"
Neteyam looked down at his brother with a emotionless face. "No."
Lo'ak clicked his tongue. "Guess I'll ask Kiri then. She's totally cooler anyway." "You wish dipshit." Kiri scoffed, earing a tug on one of her braids by her mother.
"Right." Jake announced, standing up. "Neteyam, Lo'ak, I need your help with something, come on." "But it's Tatia's birthday-" Neteyam whined looking back at his mate who now had the bracelet on and Tuk laying her head in her neck as she walked them to the kitchen with the girl on her hip.
