Had to get a small coffee for lack of change. Guess I don't own Avatar...
A/N yes, that last chapter was cheesy, and I apologize. I couldn't think of a better reason for the more aggressive wildlife of Pandora to avoid him than to have a palulukan buddy.
When he awoke, he quickly realized that his new friend had decided to use him as a mattress, sprawling himself across his humanoid friend
He groaned, and gently nudged the juvenile until it finally awoke to the realization that this wasn't his mother. After a small time of confusion, which resulting in a half-snarl the predator looked ready to attack him. Until the memory of the last days events caught up with it. It looked at him, seemingly apologetic. He sighed, signalling his newfound companion that all was forgiven, so long as he wasn't crushed.
It bounded off him, and scampered down the tree with an agility that made his head spin, looking back up in surprise that he hadn't been followed. It glared at him, perturbed that the day was being wasted by what seemed to be laziness on its comrades part.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. yeesh..." he slowly descended the trunk still not confident in his climbing abilities. Once his feet hit the ground his buddy bounded into the forest, which was an impressive feat because of the acute lack of sound made. Shaking his head, he quickly walked after the child, unsure what it was in such a hurry to get to.
The scent of blood soon put an end to his confusion. It was tearing into what looked like this planets version of a deer, and it didn't care how much of a mess it was making. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the dull piece of flint he had used to carve his walking stick. Using a nearby rock, he smashed the flint, leaving two smaller, yet much sharper pieces of flint. He sat down to wait
Once his companion had finished with the carcass, he approached what was left of the animal, and started cutting. He was very hungry, though the berries had tasted good, they didn't do much to quell his hunger. This was the only thing that got him over the smell, and the feeling of all the bodies fluids running over his hands. Enduring the cubs curious glance, he searched his person for a piece of steel. not finding any, he cast a worried look towards the raw meat, not knowing if he would actually be able to stomach the alien flesh.
Grimacing, he brought the slab of towards his mouth, almost returning the berries at the feeling of the chewing muscle and the slightly viscous blood. After choking down enough to ensure his survival, he stopped not wanting to test his luck. He tossed the meat to his friend who considered it for a moment before lazily snapping it up. He got to his feet, and grabbed his flint and walking stick. He considered tying a piece of flint to the already sharpened end of his walking stick, but decided against it. He didn't want to lose one of the only things keeping him alive due to his lack of knowledge in constructing a proper spear. No, it would just have to do. He did, however, take some time to re sharpen the point.
He gestured to the creature, and they continued following what had been a stream, and now looked to be just an exceptionally small river. They continued this for some time, just walking, sometimes having to jog to keep up with his partner. It was just getting close to the time when he usually took time to start finding a tree to sleep the night in. Picking another that was similar in dimensions to the first and second trees, he started the climb to one of the larger branches.
His progress was halted, when his large friend yanked him down from his perch, snarling. He was butted away from the tree, any time he tried to turn around, he was forced back on course. Finally, it decided a great enough distance was created between them and the tree.
"What was that about?!" He asked angrily of the predator, confused as to its behaviour. It nodded towards the tree, and he watched as an adult... whatever they were stalked up the tree, gracefully disappearing into the upper reaches of its , he slowly turned back to his savior.
"Thanks..." He said, giving his companion a quick rub on the head.
After they found a suitable tree and settled down for the night, he stared off into the night, thinking hard.
"You need a name..." It raised its head at this, but when it received no further explanation, drifted back to sleep.
They fell asleep to the sounds of the forest, and the glow of the Atokirina.
A/N Hopefully this makes up for the half-baked chapter this morning. Any suggestions as to the palulukan's name and/or gender would be greatly appreciated. However I would need the suggestions in by monday. Praying for some good suggestions!
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