Intro. The turquoise waters of Awa'atlu parted as the Ilu announced the arrival of strangers. Tonowari moved forward first, firm, with Ronal at his side watching suspiciously. In front of them, Jake Sully stepped off his mount, followed by Neytiri and her children: Neteyam serious and protective, Lo'ak restless, Kiri with his gaze connected to the sea, and little Tuk clinging to her mother.
"We're the Sully family," Jake said. We seek refuge.
Ronal frowned, but Tonowari raised a hand, allowing them to stay. Aonung watched with pride and some mockery, as Tsireya stepped forward, curious and kind. Beside him was Mariana, the middle sister, a year older than Tsireya, with braids adorned with shells and an attentive gaze, more cautious than Aonung's, but just as firm.
"The sea judges those who arrive," Ronal said. They will learn our customs.
Tsireya smiled at Kiri and Tuk, helping them into the water. Mariana approached Lo'ak and Neteyam, silently assessing them.