That was five years ago. That was when I and most of my clan had innocence. A lot has changed since then. My father called for war but our leader Eytukan said to no anger them anymore and just ban them from kelutral. My father however made a compelling argument, that we could no longer let these demons roam our land. We could no longer let them kill, let them take. My father and eighty warriors secretly left in the night to attack the sky people's metal village. None of them returned. My mother shaken from the loss of my oldest brother Kantu, and then the loss of my father left her a hollow shell of her former self. She was no longer Elan the Kathrosian warrior Queen. She was but greif stricken mess after those world shaking losses. But my siblings and I still clung to her. She was the only parent we had left. And any of us would die protecting her.
The Omaticaya changed to. Neytiri was betrothed to Tsu'tey, even though she has expressed to me numerous times that that is not what she wants, yet she feels she has no choice in the matter. Tsu'tey has become an asshole, for some reason he likes to make it a point to harass, me and my friends for no reason, and many of us want to take a crack at him, and take him down a few hundred pegs.
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I sat on a stone by the river sharpening a spear, listening to the sounds of the forest and the roaring of the waterfall. My mother had told me today was going to be a special day, at breakfast. I sighed at that because the last time she said that something terrible had happened. I could only hope and pray that this would be different.
I heard a twig snap behind me and my ears pricked up and a craned my neck so I could see what the noise was. I had my spear ready.
"After all these years you still point that spear at me when I approach you? That's no way to greet a friend." It was Neytiri.
"Well when you sneak up on me constantly I don't tend to be friendly, being surprised." I said with hostility in my voice.
"Why are you always so mean Akitri?" Neytiri said with a hint of irritation in her voice.
"Sorry Neytiri, I didn't mean to be so blunt." I apologized. I did feel ashamed that I had spoken to her in such a way. I hung my head "I didn't mean to be rude, I have no reason to, you've been nothing but nice to me." I said tears brimming at my eyes. "I have been a lot more emotional ever since the deaths of my father and my brother." She pulled me into a tight embrace and I sobbed into her shoulder. Pitiful sight really, me a strong Katharan prince weeping into a woman's shoulder.
"Akitri, I know it is hard but you need to move on. My parents never admitted it and my sister never said anything. But I am forever greatful, we all are, because the sacrifice that your brother Kantu made, at that school house, saved Sylwanin's life. And I want to say I will never forget that, nobody will." Neytiri told me.
"I guess one must die, so another can live." I said quietly. "What Kantu did was an instinct. To protect, it was his duty. What my father did was bold and rash and stupid, and in the end only led to more suffering." I said with a hollow chuckle. "But enough of being out here in this secluded area. Somebody might get the wrong idea." I said and with that I started to leave. And she did as well.