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    He ruined her hunt, scared off the game she had stalked for half a mile, her bow at the ready and her breath silent. He ruined her hunt and the first thing she thought was that she was going to hunt him instead, that she would hog tie him and carry him back to the clan to punish (scold). His name? It wasn’t important.

    Her second thought?

    His skin was that of the skies. A vibrant blue that reminded her of clear skies, the ones where she and Kiawi, her ikran, would soar just for the love of flying. The skies so clear that the sun could cast perfect shadows of the floating islands on the plains ground. His skin was that perfect shade of blue, and she briefly wondered if she could learn to love those skies too.

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    la’ang: pile of stinking, rotting animal matter
    kalweyaveng: son of a bitch
    skxawng: moron, idiot
    nìtam: enough
    yayl: nonsense, gibberish
    Eywa ngahu: may Eywa be with you

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    22 Apr 2026

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    RAHHHHH