Chapter six

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Harry was walking through the forest on his own, exploring a part he had yet to see. He could see from the ground that there were animals around, even some that seemed to have hooves, like horses. He had not yet seen any animal resembling a horse, and was curious as to what such an animal would be like on this place, on Pandora. Harry had forgotten about the Na'vi, which Eywa had mentioned to him in his last dream. He had totally forgotten that there were other people in this world, and not just him and the animals and plants. However, he could he excused this, for the world did not know about him either, not yet at least. But this could change quickly, as Harry would see soon.

There was a noise in front of him, suddenly and unexpectedly. His instincts kicked in, causing him to climb a nearby tree faster than he had ever done before, and seeking shelter in the foliage. As he settled himself down on the branch, he wondered why he had done so. He supposed it could have been one of the hammerhead-elephants or the huge, black cat. But this did not occur to him before he was halfway up the tree. As these thoughts raced through his mind, he saw an animal coming through the bushes. A horse! Or something that looked like a horse, without fur and with six legs, and hooves. And with somebody sitting on its back.

Naturally, the sight of the blue person sitting on the horse's back, was what truly startled him, even if he made no noise or movement for show so. His eyes widened as another two made their way out of the bushes. They were holding a bow in their hands, looking around quietly. Their horses made little noise on the soft ground, and Harry wondered how he even heard them. He watched as they silently entered the clearing, and stopped. As they made a halt, Harry felt his heartrate quicken, only made worse when they dismounted their horses and started to examine the ground. Harry realized that he had left tracks, as he saw one of the men point out some of the tracks. He wondered whether it was his tracks they were looking at, or some animal they were hunting. They started to whisper to each other, with words that Harry could not understand.

"Look, there has been someone else here before us." one said, pointing to one of the tracks, and Harry could see that he himself had stood there just a few minutes before. His stomach clenched, as he realized that they truly were examining his own tracks. He started to look around, looking for a way to escape without them noticing him. He was several meters in the air, with leaves and other branches around him. If he tried to make his way down again, he was sure to make at least some noise. And if he tried making his way further up, and try and make his way across trough the branches as some kind of oversized monkey. These thoughts raced through his head in just a matter of seconds, as he returned his gaze to the people standing several meters underneath him. Silently cursing himself for cornering himself up a tree, he tried to make sense of the words they were saying. With little luck.

"No one from the People should have been here before us, not today. And these tracks are less than an hour, somebody must have come here before us, though I know not who that might be." The third man, the one that looked oldest and hadn't yet spoken, leaned down to examine the tracks closer. He looked as to see when they were made, and where they were headed. Without saying a word, he crawled forward, following them with both his eyes and fingers. He realized that they would have to be less than an hour old. And as he followed them, he got the distinct impression that he was being watched. He turned back to his comrades, who were looking back at him with curiosity in their eyes. However, he felt as if there were more then just the two pair of eyes watching, and that there had to be at least one more than just the bright yellow eyes of Loak and Akwey.

Harry watched as the biggest of the men came nearer his hiding spot. As he frantically searched in his mind for a way out (even though he knew that he could not get away unnoticed) he stared intently at the man. The man suddenly stopped, and looked back towards his comrades. As they looked at each other, Harry saw a chance to slip away. Before he could stop himself, he let himself down from the branch, landing just two meters away from the bigger male. Without stopping to check their reactions, he sprinted off, back into the bushes he had come from just five minutes earlier. He registered vaguely that they let out startled cries as he fell from the tree, but he did notice when there were the sound of three sets of hooves starting to follow him. He knew that he had no chance of out-running the horses. He would have to come up with a plan to slip away without them realizing where he went.

As he ran, he felt for the connection with Theron. He had noticed that he could call for the ikran, even when they had not made the Bond. He had never really wondered whether this was normal or not, and he did not start now. As he made contact with the ikran, he knew that the ikran would never make it in time. He had been off hunting for his own, and would take at least ten minutes before he could reach Harry. As the ikran took off, Harry realized this, but knew better than to try and stop the animal. Just then, as his mind was temporarily preoccupied with Theron and his own escape, he did not notice where he was running. He did not see the root that stood up from the ground, just waiting for someone to hook their foot in it. He only noticed when he managed to place his foot perfectly and tripped over himself. He tried to break his fall with his hands, but he was too slow. The ground moved up at him at an alarming rate, and then everything went black.

Entu had been startled to see the unknown Na'vi land just a few meters from him. But perhaps even more so when the boy started to run away from them, neck over heels. As they called after him, they jumped back on their Pa'li, and followed him. Entu was rather impressed how far the boy had gotten in that short time, but he knew he would not be able to keep that pace up for much longer. As he and his comrades closed in on the fleeing boy, they were rather startled to see him trip and fall. At this point, they were only five meters away, and were quickly beside him. The boy lay face down in the dirt. He was small and slender, even for a Na'vi. He seemed to be just around maturity, though it was hard to tell. As they turned him around, they saw that the boy was not only just slender, but skinny. It was as if the boy hadn't hade a decent meal in some time. The boy seemed strangely familiar to Entu, though he was sure he had never before seen the boy. They boy had a gash over his forehead, where he had hit his head, and it was bleeding slightly.

That's when he saw something that made him gasp in disbelief. Floating calmly down on the bleeding wound of the boy, was an atokirina. The seed landed just on the bleeding wound of the boy, before traveling further down resting momentarily on the place just above the child's heart. As Entu's eyes filled with wonder, a small gust of wind blew the spirit away, gently floating through the air before vanishing in the shrubbery. A stunned silence filled the air after this little show, where all the three men looked down to the boy on the ground. 'Who is he?' Entu asked himself. 'Who is he, that Eywa herself has deemed to protect? Is he a member of the Omaticaya? Or some other clan?' Shaking himself out of his thoughts, he looked over to his friends, making up his mind.

"Quickly bind his wound. We will take him back to Hometree, where the Tsahik will look at him." He told them. Soon they were making their way back to their clan, with the unconscious boy sitting in front of Entu.

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