The Legend of Eywa, Ex'syu

He grabs at his face before-

He falla to his face, their kurus finally unhook from each other. He groans but only noise.

Breathing slowed, seems the drugs took affect on him quite quickly through their...more intimate connection.

" ..Hm, n-no. "

He gently pushes the pipe away but stumbles to lean against the table. The effect already hitting him hard.

It caused the world to spin without him flying on Toruk.

His hand shook slightly from the overwhelming feelings of which combined with hers.

" Oh eywa- "

Tilts his head.

" ...friend okay? "

My god, my planet. My protector.

I am a warrior blessed by her. She protects me like I protect her.

understanding. Feeling her.

He bared his teeth, this was overwhelming and exciting at the same time. He grabbed her shoulder, keeping him up right and stable.

And another feeling, something hidden, deeply hidden. Like trying to push through a bog he reaches for it.

Their kuru opened, he was nervous. Barely. But it was seen. He's never done this before with another, not in his long years of being Eywas.

The kurus tangle with each other, guided by his hand as the sudden rush of feelings overwhelmed him. It was so fast.

His groan, not from pain, just +

He would slowly paint more, as he was doing so. His tail flicked, grazed against hers then . . .wrapped around hers.

Joining together as he stayed next to her.

Golden eyes look down at her, not the mark but her. Into her eyes.

Rubbing the paint between his fingers.

" ...why? "

He leans down, sniffing around the mark.

" No cover. Show. "

He looks about, then finds the paint. Motioning her closer to him as he dips his fingers into it then slowly began to paint a design around the mark.

He steps out towards her, the bones hooked around his waist and shoulders. Makes it feel more grim by the second when he is there.

He stares at the pipe offered, only to reject it.

He stepped around then closer, looking down a her then at the mark. A hand reaches over to rub some paint away.

He huffs, though very rarely done he did joke there.

He only watched as she tried to dab paint over it. To cover his work.

In his heart he knows what to do...to make more.

Let her know and her people. Even a goddess can fall for one...

He only watched from the shadow of the tent as she did so, he already sent the beast away. His voice carried again.

" You hide it, Varaang? "

A hand reaches out to gently glide across it before quickly pulling back further into shadow.

" I thought you liked scars. "

Toruk flies faster as they disappear into the night.

As he does so, he roars, Toruk flies then dives fastsr and faster before the wings spread and alowly descends.

He holds her out before dropping her next to the pyre, then flies away. Arrows fly at him but none hit.

He simply looks back at her, only her. Squints then-

" Hyah! "

He slowly pulled her further into him, his eyes stare into hers. For once this time, not through her but just at her.

Their face was an mere inch from each other as a huff was made.

" I will do this. "

He opens his maw and bites down on her shoulder. Marking her like prey. Maybe more...

Yes. You are interesting to look at, like Eywa has blessed you.

Your horns are...perfect.

Only his golden eyes and ashen skin gleam so right.

" . . .I don't want your death, Varaang. "

Simple, quick. Loud enough for her to hear but quiet enough to where no other could. His eyes pierce into her. Seeing more than just her face.

Ex'syu suddenly smacks the bow away with his tail, then wrapping around her ankle as he pulls her into his grip and he leaps back atop Toruk.

The wings flutter before taking off, keeping her close enough but at arms length as they fly higher and higher.

Only lit by the moonlight now.

" You knew death. "

A simple respond, his figure barely lit by the flaming tip of the arrow. The flames licked at his skin but no burns were left behind. No scorching.

His fangs bare as he hisses, then the roar is followed by another. The massive creature swipes at a few warriors before +

" I am known as Ex'syu among my people. "

His voice was deep, rough like gravel. He was unnaturally tall, the figure thin however unlike anything on earth.

" Or Hrrap Tyetu. Ex'syu should be enough. "

...you are intriguing.

" watering can? "

He squints before lifting his water bag, setting it in the others hands. It is the sized of their torso.

" Water. Here. "

The tall grey Na'vi simply stares at the other with golden eyes, almost lion like.

" I do not know where I am. "

" So. You appear. In metal. To help? "

He huffs, leaping off the mech and stands.

" Eywa thanks you. "

moving about as the roar of Toruk pierces through the screaming.

Only the dim fire from torches around the camp only shines at the edge of the large wings of the toruk ikran.

Arrows fly, followers fall staining the ground red. The next, whizzes by her leg grazing it.

Finally, the right time to strike. Wings flap and then a screech, the roar of death. Diving down directly into the pyre. Wings spread out then fwoosh!

The wings spread out then push, the fire in the middle is gone. Complete darkness envelops the middle of the camp. Followers scream in fear, frantic

🦅

" ...but you sky person, yes? "

He taps the chasis again, in random spots as if searching or inspecting it.

Lord he looked like a alien tarzan, his movements were animal like. Broken. Quick.

" Why here? "

Suddenly, thunk. The sound of something tapping the metal.

Then right in front of him, a pure light gray Na'vi staring inside. The hair a mess as his eyes stare. Its like staring back at what the humans call a T-rex.

" ... hear you. "

His voice like gravel traveled to the human inside.

He huffs in response, he pats his chest. Animal like in his language to her, no words. Not yet anyway.

He wipes his face of any juice.

" good food..I am Ex'syu. "