It has been 6 years since I made my escape, 6 years of staying in the shadows, 6 long years hiding away and I always knew it would come crashing down sooner or later, I just didn't know it'd be like this.
It has been dark for a while now as I wandered through the rich forests of Pandora looking for prey. My blue skin was so dark it looked black in the night so it made it easier for me to go unspotted in my travels. I paused as a new scent reached my nose and my ears twitched at a faraway sound. Before I could go any further a war cry sounded close by. Changing direction I headed towards the sound my dagger drawn and at the ready if there was any danger. When I got there I remain in the shadows, as a young Nav'i women wacks the startled dreamwalker in the face with her bow. She wears the traditional Nav'i clothes, a loin cloth that goes to just above her knees similar to my own and a small piece of cloth covering her breasts, whereas I have a network of vines woven together to holdup and cover my breasts. Where she was relatively clean mud coated my skin in the attempt to offer more camouflage and my hair was knotted and filled with twigs and leaves from very rarely washing it properly as I didn't have much time with all the predators and such around.
The dreamwalker is male and wears human clothing, though torn and ragged, and has lacerations and small wounds coating his body. I followed them as they argued and the women tried and failed to get the male to leave and go back, though that all changed when white floating…things appeared and drifted down slowly till they rested upon the dreamwalker while the Nav'i women watched in wonder and amazement. My hand tightened on my dagger when I felt something, or should I say somethings touch my back and arms. Taking my eyes from the couple I gaze in mild interest as the same floating...things drift lightly across my back calming me instantly. After a few seconds the drift away and I turn back to the couple. They'd started walking again and I jumped through and ran quietly and quickly through the branches of the trees to see a small clearing where what once was only one Nav'i and dreamwalker, there was now a group of Nav'i surrounding the dreamwalker. Weapons were raised as the leader of the group and the first Nav'i women argued. Before I could get any closer to try and hear what was being said I was harshly grabbed from behind. I tried to lash out but the arms only tightened, instead of ceasing I just thrashed harder, hissing and kicking trying to get away, I didn't care about listening or following them anymore I just wanted to get away, escape. As I thrashed and snarled I distantly realized being brought to the centre of the Nav'i group who were all watching now. My arms were locked to my sides but I still had a good grip on my dagger. Realizing this I gripped it more firmly and stabbed it into my offender's thigh. The arms binding me instantly released me and I immediately took off, running towards the safety of the forest but before I could fully get away I was tackled to the ground. I thrashed around hissing and snarling as they bind my hands and feet and took away my dagger. It took at least two of the stronger Nav'i males to at least hold me upright and at a suitable distance away from their bodies as one of the males had already learned not to put his hands in range of my teeth. I bared my teeth as the dreamwalker looked on shocked as the rest of the Nav'i looked on curious and a bit cautious. My tail whipped in fury and I snarled when the two male Nav'i gripping me shock me as the leader of the group made his way over. I stilled but couldn't stop the warning growl that came from deep in my chest as the leader made to reach out to me. Just before he touched my skin he drew his hand back and grabbed something small from the pouch on his waist. When I realized what it was I started up my struggle once again, twisting and trying to bit them, snarling as the sleeping dart came towards me. The leader struck with precision and a small whimper escaped as darkness surrounded me, encasing my body in a type of black cacoon.