The three sisters' long journey had finely come to a halt. They had reached their destination – the Metkayina. They were bloodied and bruised and ever so tired that they nearly fainted as they emerged from the water to rest alongside the rocks. The air was cold, and the weather was unforgiving, as was the ocean. It was early morning for the kinfolk of the Metkayina clan and the last thing the Warriors had expected when they began their hunting as they looked to the ocean was three exhausted children standing on a sinking raft with the smell of blood and death in the air.
Tonowari looked at them in disbelief and as Jake Scully and he made eye contact, he knew in that instant that he was to be asked of Uturu once again by strange Navi. The tallest one collapsed as she started to laugh at seeing them all look so angry and mighty and the youngest vomited up the water of Eywa, leaving only the middle child to look up with pleading eyes.
The kinfolk of the Metkayina had strong jaws and proud faces. They had expected something might, but they were not expecting to see faces from the Omatikaya clan and the face of the infamous Toruk Makto. His sons looked down at them in confusion, as do the Warriors of the Metkayina. Anat-Tiye did not know it was Toruk Makto who she looked at as she attempted to stand with shaky and exhausted legs but her sister did, for she felt it within her. They had been surrounded by hungry dinicthoid who were plotting to take Panya for a snack and the elder sisters for dinner when the Warriors stumbled upon them.
Talibah, the middle child looked over at her sisters with a guilt that Anat-Tiye recognized at their exhaustion and their despair. She did not know suffering like them, and she knew that Talibah was unable feel the weight of exhaustion like her and her Panya, for Talibah was overcome with excitement at such beauty that the ocean had shown her. Anat-Tiye was glad she had strength for one of them had to be strong to speak.
"Who are you children?" Spoke Tonowari in surprise as he bared his teeth. The other Warrirors looked at them with distrust and anger. Their tails were sharp and alert with distrust. The Omatikaya people had long, strong and thick tails suitable for the forest, and theirs swayed with curiosity.
"We are daughters of Masika Til Ketema Assi Azmera" answered Talibah with such confidence and certainty that Anat-Tiye smiled with pride. She could not speak. Not yet. Panya held to her tightly and hid behind her taller legs.
These Navi were almost naked, and they stared at their muslin clothing in confusion. Their bodies were not as covered as the Avatars that they encountered many moons ago. It was not their way. But they did not bare as much skin as the Metkayina nor the Forest dwellers who also had once seeked Uturu.
"Anat-Tiye?" asked the Olo'eyktan, Tonowari, as he looked at her with wide and scared eyes. He then looked at her younger sisters and she watched as the resemblance of her mother's features overwhelmed him.
"Let's get them Tsahìk , Tonowari. They are exhausted after such a battle with the beast and the small one is injured on her leg." Spoke Jake Scully. He bent down to talk to Panya, who was now trembling with fear, only to be met with a knife being pulled from Anat-Tiye's binding. He did not need to know that she was not skilled in such things, but it was not in their nature to bare teeth to show warning.
"Woa. Relax. Let us take you to Tsahìk where you will be healed." He smiled at the sisters, warmly and providing open palms to appear less threatening.
"She will be angry." Answered the Olo'eyktan as he looked up at the eldest daughter of Masika Til Ketema Assi Azmera.
"Why, sir?" asked Lo'ak, the youngest son of Toruk Makto who, like most of the other Warriors, was exhausted from such a battle with the water beasts.
"Masika Til Ketema Assi Azmera must be dead."
Nobody but the Olo'eyktan understood what was happening. Nobody but him and the two eldest daughters of Masika.