Mother's Home (Open)

[Mineya]

"Everyone has Pa'li!" The sweet sound of her voice echoed in the memory that pushed into the mind of Mineya as she pushed her Pa'li out into the plains. It was a rare thing to go into the plains, her mother had taken her here only a few times, but maybe she would be remembered. She was a child of two clans, living with the Omaticaya Clan since she was old enough to make that choice, but she came here to just see if she had any family. Her mother had been from the Tultxayo Clan, while her father was from the other and she had learn to ride the Pa'li quickly.

As she moved throughout the plains, she kept a eye out for any danger that could hurt her. The bow and arrow were always at the ready and her eyes held paint to keep the sun from killing her eyes completely. She had on her back a small pack that held some fruit to eat and enjoy so that she would not starve and she continued looking around. She did not know how far the clan was, but she knew they were on this side of the plains this time of year. Her mother had taught her everything about being around both clans, knowing where they would be was the main thing she had to know when going out to them. Anyone who knew her mother would know Mineya, she looked almost exactly like her mother, thought there was some difference, but it was very hard not to mistake her for her mother's daughter.

[Mandy]

One of the things Pxi'nari loved to do when she had the chance to ride all alone was to push her pa'li stallion, Kufu, as fast as he could go for miles on end. She knew where every stream or waterhole was located in their homeland so matter which way or how she sprinted across the grasslands she could somehow find a way to make sure he would be properly watered. But today, something was different.

After a great run over a number of hills, a great exhilaration all on their own, Pxi'nari halted her steed quickly as she narrowed her eyes into the distance. Someone else, alone, had come to their lands. They were too far to see clearly however; it could be any Na'vi out there on a pa'li...or even a uniltìrantokx who somehow learned how to make tsaheylu with one! Ha, no. It was true that the Sky People had returned, but none that she knew had approached the Tultxayo. Pxi'nari also knew who and what the Sky People were and what they had done in the past, or at least as much as she wanted to learn, and it was enough. She remembered the clan songs and the stories. She knew to be wary, even if her boldness dared otherwise.

Without so much as another thought she pushed Kufu onward and straight into the direction of the other rider with haste. Pxi'nari knew that Kufu was tired but she soothed him through the bond they shared as they rode on; he would have his drink soon enough.

The other Na'vi woman, now that she was close enough for the hunter to see that the rider was indeed female, would no doubt see Pxi'nari approach, wearing the usual attire of one belonging to the plains people. She stopped in front of Mineya, enough to announce her presence but to still keep her distance, and remained seated on her pa'li with her posture erect and her face neutral. Pxi'nari did not recognize the woman.

"I See you, frrtu. I am Pxi'nari of the Tultxayo."

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uniltìrantokx - dreamwalker
tsaheylu - the bond
frrtu - guest, visitor