Along the Plains

[Matlalihuitl]

The day seemed rather neutral for the time being. The sun was high and warming the lush planet of Pandora softly with its gentle rays of warmth. Few clouds rolled by quietly as the wind blew them on to their next destination. Tall, golden colored grass danced silently with the blowing wind as it passed by, almost as if the wind had secretly kissed the grass to make them dance.

Amoung the prickly, goldren grass walked a young Na'vi girl, no older then the sweet age of seventeen. Slowly she walked amoung the large sea of grass, golden eyes vigilant and ears perked high for anything that would try to come her way. Long, flowing raven hair danced quietly as the wind blew past her as well, the sounds of feathers and beads clicking together every once in a while.

She held tight to her knife at the side of her loin cloth beneth her red colored poncho, just incase she would need to protect and act with quick stealth. Though she may be young, she was well aware of the dangers around her and knew as much as she could to handle them as well.

She was, afterall, one of the Uytterms, the most dangerous Na'vi clan known in all of Pandora. But what she was doing here in the plains was always quite the mystery, even to herself. She never knew as to why she had often wondered off away from home, but had always felt that maybe Eywa had something to do with it.

Could it be that Eywa was guiding her for something?

Qxalla did not know, but with whatever reason she wondered, she felt herself following Eywa's voice without a single arguement.

"Eywa has taken me far from home this time," Qxalla stated to herself in a whisper. Her golden eyes trailed over towards the left, eyeing the tall grass for a short moment before looking forward again. "Whatever it is you want me to do, Eywa, speak and tell me now. I wish to know what it is you want of me, Great Mother."

[Crimson Na'vi]

Kimen'ek was riding through the jungles of his people as he reached the plains area without knowing, he looked to his palulukan and spoke "why did you bring us here brother? there is nothing out here"

he stopped talking when he saw a beautiful young Na'vi woman younger than him in the distance "i do not think you were the reason we came here... but maybe eywa guided us here. let us find out" he patted his mount on the side to drop down low and slowly approach the girl so kimen could get a better look at her.

[Matlalihuitl]

The silence was quickly broken by the sounds of soft rustling through the tall golden grass around Qxalla. The Na'vi girl's head quickly turned towards the source of noise, beads and feathers clickly against each other in the dancing wind of their turn. Her golden eyes searched ahead of her, carefully and diligantly to be sure she would not miss a thing.

A gasp slipped from her lips, eyes widening suddenly to the site of the Palulukan's dark hide. She could recognize that skin tone and hide anywhere, whether she would be in the desert or deep in the jungle.

Qxalla quickly took a few quiet steps back, her hands quickly snatching the knife beneath her red shawl just incase the beast would attack her. She was not certianly ready to die and did not plan to die just yet as well.

Qxalla then caught sight of the other Na'vi hiding within the golden grass. She held tightly to her knife and lowered herself into the messy sea of grass to hide for the moment.

Who is he? Why is he here? Could he be a spy of the enemy clans? Or is he a dreamwalker? Qxalla thought suspiciously, backing herself a little deeper into the grass to hide.

But she would have to wait now, unsure of whether this stranger had seen her or not. If needed be, she would attack and leave him quite injured if neccessary, thought it did not seem like such a great option.

"Oh Eywa, what have you gotten me into...?" She questioned to herself in a whiper, waiting.

[Crimson Na'vi]

((sorry my posts are short compared to yours, and sorry i didnt post yesterday left for work kinda early))

Kimen got of his palulukan and circled around the girl examining her, he had never seen her before in the plains or anywhere else he began to think to himself “what is she… I don’t smell tawtute on her so she is not my enemy, this is a good thing”

he stopped behind her and peered at her behind the grass “she is very beautiful however… maybe I should come out and speak”

Kimen stood up and walked out of the grass smiling and spoke to the girl “Oel ngati kameie”

He stood with his hand on his dagger in case she was to attack, “expect the unexpected” Kimen thought

[Matlalihuitl]

(That's okay Tor, in time we'll both have the same amount of post length soon. It just takes time lol and thats okay too. its cool)

BiC:

“Oel ngati kameie” Qxalla heard him speak for the very first time, causing her to jump back a little and hold her breath to keep her from screaming out. She breathed in heavily to calm herself and think. He certianlly did speak the language well, though she was still unsure of who or what he was.

Dreamwalkers had their ways of tricking the Na'vi and even coming from the Uytterms, her people were always very weary and hostile of trespassers. But now, she was not home nor anywhere close to home. She was in enemy lands and had to be aware of everything that surrounded her completely.

Qxalla sneered and stood on her feet, knife in hand beneath her shawl and eyes pinned to the stranger male. She sniffed the air quickly to catch his scent. He did not smell like the enemy, but he did bare a partial scent to them. He must have encountered them maybe? She did not know nor did she have the time to know either. Things were at desprate and dangerous times.

Nothing was to be trusted anymore.

She held to her knife tighter and waited to in her spot, golden eyes trailing about the male and keeping him in sight.

"Who are you?" Qxalla questioned, her tone demanding and hard at the same time. She kept her expression matching to her tone as well to help keep him at bay that she was not just a mere little girl.

"What is your business here? By what will of Eywa have you followed me here?" She quickly asked, wanting answers to every question she asked. Qxalla then approached him slightly and aimed the tip of her knife towards his neck, snarling a little.

"By Eywa if you are some Dreamwalker or a spy of our enemies I will be sure to send them your heart first."

[Crimson Na'vi]

((damn she is evil))

Kimen stood there as the girl began “interrogating” him but before he could answer she was holding her knife to his neck asking "Who are you?” she said but before he could answer her questions she was holding her knife to his neck asking “What is your business here? By what will of Eywa have you followed me here?”

he smiled at her and spoke “you are fast, but be weary” he was holding his knife to her braid as he spoke.

He then spoke again “I am Kimen’ek Tsamsiyu lead hunter of the Omaticaya Jungle clan, and my business here is to hunt… I have not been following you, we just happened to end up in the same place for some reason” he stopped talking and removed his knife from her braid and resheathed showing he was no enemy

He looked to her and spoke “now that I have answered your questions.. you must answer mine” he paused then spoke again “who are you and why are you far from the desert clans” Kimen knew her clan by the scent of her and her skills with a blade to go for the throat first

[Matlalihuitl]

(Hehehe, isn't she? XD)

Qxalla had been caught by slight surprise in how the warrior responded towards her little interogation. With her knife to his throat and his knife to her queue, both seemed to be at a slight pause with each other.

But it wouldn't be too long that the warrior would remove his knife from her queue and indentify himself as Kimen'ek' a lead hunter of the Omaticaya clan. She nodded slightly, but kept her knife close to his neck, listening to every one of her questions answered.

Now it was her turn.

She removed the sharp blade away from Kimen'ek's neck, but held it to her chest incase. Her golden eyes watched him carefully, braided hair swaying slightly in the wind that began to blow through the sea of golden grass.

"I am Qxalla," She answered firstly, eyes still watching Kimen'ek. She then gave a slight turn and peered over the grassy sea for a moment, looking back towards the direction of her home. She was definately a long way from home and it often made her feel a little home sick, but there were just somethings she could not fill back in the deserts.

Eywa had chosen her to wonder for something.

Qxalla turned her head back towards the young warrior, ears twitching slightly to random sounds about the enviroment.

"I came here to find what Eywa had wanted me to find," Qxalla stated, her tone simple like her expression. "Eywa had guided me here for a reason and I intend to find out what it is."

There. His questions were answered now. There was nothing more she had in interest with him or anything else.

Qxalla sighed and looked down to the clean blade of her knife, running her index finger lightly across the edge of the blade. She then placed her knife away beneath her red poncho, feeling maybe that this one was not of any danger to keep her worried.

She grabbed her queue and turned her back to him again, fingers fiddling about with the feathers tied to decorate it. Her eyes stared off towards the distance again, thinking and wondering what was it that Eywa had really wanted her to do.

[Crimson Na'vi]

((so sorry it took so long, got time and posted today))

Kimen listened as the girl spoke saying her name was Qxalla he wanted to say something after she paused but stayed quiet letting her speak again after turning and looking at him again "I came here to find what Eywa had wanted me to find, Eywa had guided me here for a reason and I intend to find out what it is.”

Kimen though to himself “eywa guided her here… interesting is that why tala brought me to this place?” he snapped out of his thoughts when he saw her place the knife back under her poncho and turn around grabbing her queue, he then spoke to her

“so eywa guided you here to find something… that is interesting I believe tala over there guided me here for some reason as well, but why I do not know”

He looked to the sky thinking again “maybe It is she I was guided to”

[Matlalihuitl]

Qxalla sighed quietly as she kept her golden gaze over the sea of dry, golden grass. The sounds of the wind brissling through each stem made the leaves and grass dance in their silence, as if they were singing a secret song towards Eywa.

Kimen'ek's words came to her again, her ears flinching back a little towards her temples. She turned quietly and looked back towards the Jungle clan warrior, staring at him for a few quiet moments as she breathed in calming breaths.

"If Eywa has brought me here and Tala the same with you, then maybe Eywa has something in plan for the both of us to do." Qxalla stated, thinking a little as to the thought in why she had come across this warrior.

He looked no older then she and both where very skilled fighters if needed be.

Now she thought, what was it now that Ewya had brought them for in this type of purpose?

[Crimson Na'vi]

Kimen listened as qxalla spoke of why they may be at the same place together "If Eywa has brought me here and Tala the same with you, then maybe Eywa has something in plan for the both of us to do."

He walked close to her and spoke “not to sound corny but may be it is fate we are here, the jungle and uttyerms clans are not all that friendly with each other maybe eywa is trying to bring the clans together or least meet new clans if you will, who are we to judge the will of eywa”

He paused to think for a second as to why he would be in the plains so far from his home with this girl

[Matlalihuitl]

Qxalla listened carefully to the young warrior's words. They were wise and very well thought out, even if he had stated that they were rather "corny". The very thought of his intentions of "conry" made her giggle a little, causing her to place a hand over her mouth to hide her smile. But those words, those words he spoke somehow made some odd sense to her.

In truth, the Uytterms and Omaticaya have never gotten along for so long at all. History had told the tale of how the two clans came to be, yet everyone knows the story will always change on the opposite sides. No matter in who had asked how the story went, it would always change through the words of either Uytterms or Omaticaya.

The truth will always be a mystery, but the hatred will always remain.

Qxalla sighed and turned to look at Kimen'ek, golden eyes peering into his for a short moment as she slid her hands beneath the red poncho she wore.

"Perhaps you are right," She stated calmly, nodding a little. "We shall not judge the will of the Great Mother and what she does. Whatever it is She has planned for us, it must be great and very..." Qxalla paused for a moment and thought of what to say next.

"Meaningful?" She stated, a little unsure.

[Crimson Na'vi]

OOc: sorry its short couldnt think of anything great

Kimen looked at Qxalla confused “what do you mean by meaningful?”
He looked into her eyes and spoke again “maybe the great mother is… I don’t know telling us something, there is no way we could end up here on our own”

He paused and spoke again “maybe she is telling us.. we should be together or something, but we are from different clans”

He stood there awaiting a response from qxalla

[Matlalihuitl]

Qxalla listened silently to Kimen's words as he spoke, each one bringing up a good point and thought into her mind. It was no doubt that the Great Mother had not brought them here for nothing. They were here for a good reason, though for what the reason was remained to be a mystery.

What was it that she had in mind for them? Was it true of what Kimen spoke that Eywa had wanted the two of them to be together? But if wanted together, then what type of together did Eywa intend for them?

All of these thoughts ran through Qxalla's mind, causing her to become slightly dizzy and unsure of herself anymore. She pressed a hand gently to her forehead, sighing and taking in a deep breath before speaking another word. Her golden eyes looked down to the baked brown earth beneath her feet, head still lost in thought in what to say.

She then looked over towards Kimen, seeing that he too had awaited for her response. It was then in that instant that her eyes finally met with his and went right through him for a brief moment, seeing him and knowing him for the first time.

"Perhaps you are right," Qxalla stated, her voice gentle and smooth like honey. A smile began to curve at her lips, one that was rather shy then devious. Her tail swatted lightly against the back of her legs, ears twitching slightly as the wind began to pick up again. Qxalla still felt her eyes staring at Kimen before her, almost as if the very sight of him made her tingle on the inside. "Perhaps....you....are right....." She repeated in a more whispered tone now.

[Crimson Na'vi]

Kimen stood there as his heart race after the way Qxalla spoke “p-perhaps i-I am” he then stepped backward and fell back onto his butt and spoke” I- I did that on purpose, qxalla I want to tell you something”

He stood up and looked her in the eyes “ I also want you to feel something” he took her hand and held it to his heart “you feel that? No girl has ever made it beat that fast, you are the very first to do that to my heart… I believe it is telling me something, something important”

He paused and spoke “what do you think?” he looked at her awaiting an answer.

[Matlalihuitl]

Qxalla felt Kimen's heart beating so quickly against her own hand, almost as if it were beating in a song. His words went through her smoothly, the touch of his skin made her warm on the inside just as his words had. Her smile grew, her expression calming and nuturing like the Great Mother herself.

"I think..." She paused for a moment and moved her golden gaze to his own, her smile still curving her lush lips into a beautiful form. "I think, maybe Eywa wants us...to be...together...?" Qxalla asked, feeling her own heart race as well. It was now becoming apparent. Maybe Eywa really did want them to be together. Qxalla was now finding it harder to breathe as she now made a step back and placed her own hand on her chest, feeling her body tingle to the very thought of this.