Iria is the youngest daughter of Mo'at and Eytukan. The younger sister of Sylwanin and Neytiri. She is eight years old. She was born during a time of peace between the Omaticaya and sky people. Soon was given a name that meant peace.

Her English is not very good. She understands it, but can't speak it very well. But that was ok as her people no longer spoke to the sky people. So there was no need for her to speak English. That was until her sister brought Jake Sully into the tribe. But we're getting ahead of ourselves. This story begins with Neytiri taking Iria out to teach her tracking skills.

Iria's POV

I was tracking a herd of angtsìk, well I was tracking them Neytiri observed. I've already mastered pa'li riding. So I am well on my way to being able to go do Iknimaya in the next five years. If I keep this pace up. I'd lover to go sooner, but we're not allowed to hunt until we're teenagers. We can go observe hunts, but we aren't allowed to partake in the hunt itself.

As we neared the angtsik herd we heard a sky people aircraft. So we took to the trees to stay out of site. But continued to follow the tracks. We soon spot three dream walkers. One was Grace and the other two were males. We have never seen them before, they must be new.

One of the new dream walkers has a gun. Never seen a dream walker with a gun before. He points it at a Syaksyuk that was picking fruit. What a maroon I think. Grace makes him lower his weapon. "Relax marine, you're making me nervous" she tells him.

She pushes ahead of him on the trail, forcing him to lower his muzzle as he follows her. Grace moves nimbly on the path, seemingly unconcerned. Neytiri and I continue to follow them silently. Only because they were getting close to the angtsik herd, I'd bee tracking. "Should we warn them?" I ask my older sister in a whisper. She shakes her head.

"Grace knows how to handle a angtsik herd" she assures me.

"How will they know we're here?" the other male dream walker asks Grace.

"I'm sure they're watching us right now" she tells him. She knows us to well. They reached the abandoned school. We had not returned to it since my oldest sister Slywanin died there. That was the day we stopped communicating with the other dream walkers. And father forbade them to coming to home tree. It was also the day Neytiri was put in charge of my training, while she started learning from mum about be a tsahik. She was also paired with Tsu-tey, as he was our dad's chosen successor. He was going to mate with Slywanin, before she died. Anyway they'll mate soon, as long as nothing unexpected happens.

Soon Grace and the unarmed male dream walker were examining a screen as they scanned the root hat connects two trees. While the armed one scouted the area. He ends up by the group of Loreyu plants. The only thing separating them from the angtsik herd. The maroon makes them disappear and he is challenged by a juvenile angtsik.

"Look at this maroon" Neytiri tells me and I smile.

"Don't shoot. You'll piss it off" Grace tells the marine. As he pointed his gun at the juvenile. Who bellows at him.

"It's already pissed off" the marine tells her.

"Jake, that armor's too thick. Trust me" Grace tells him. He starts to back away from the juvenile. The angtsik bellows again, pawing the ground. "It's a territorial threat display. Do not run, or he'll charge" she explains. Duh, even I know that.

"What do I do?" he asks her. Hold your ground obviously. Does he know nothing?

"Hold your ground" she tells him. The juvenile slashes its head sideways, splintering saplings. It bellows again, lowers its head and charges at the marine. Who screams at the top of his lungs, spreads his arms wide and runs straight at it. It stops abruptly, with an oversized bleat.

"He maybe a maroon, but he's a brave one" I tell my sister lowly. She nods her head silently in agreement. But no way an angtsik would back down from one yell. Especially not a juvenile. Something else must have it spooked.

"Oh yeah! Who's bad?! That's right" he says cockily. Neytiri signals me to stay down and be quiet. That's when I notice the Palulukan behind the marine. I gulp silently as I press myself down fully onto the branch Neytiri and I were on. Not taking our eyes off of the scene.

The juvenile ran back to it's herd that go on high alert. The palulukan snarls and jumps over the marine landing in front of him. Facing the herd. It roars annoyed as the juvenile got away. It turns to face the marine with a growl. Who points his gun at it. "What about this one? Run, don't run? What?" he asks Grace. Run I think.

"Run. Definitely RUN!" she shouts at him and he takes off running. With the palulukan on his tail. Grace and the other dream walker returned to their ship.

"What now?" I ask Neytiri.

"Return to home tree, I have to go hunting" she tells me.

"Oh, can't I come?" I ask her pleadingly.

"No Iria, go home" she tells me. I pout, but nod my head. I head off for home tree, while she went in the opposite direction. Following the marine. Typical. I know how to get home in the dark, it was one of the first things we are taught when we are young. How to get home if we get separated from the clan. We go home or to one of our two most sacred places.

"Where is your sister?" Tsu'tey asks me when I got back.

"Hunting" I say shyly. I've always be a little intimidated by Tsu'tey.

"We have no need for meat" he states.

"There were two new dream walkers, one got seperated while being chased by a palulukan" I explain.

"Probably dead by now" he states. "I have patrol, run along" he tells me. I nod my head and he left to meet up with his warriors. I go find mum, but find dad first.

"Father, I see you" I say happily as I hug him.

"I see you, daughter. Where is your sister?" he asks me.

"She sent me back after my lesson and decided to stay out longer. Said she'd be back by dinner" I tell him. Not entirely true, but she is usually back by dinner. He nods his head as mum appears and I give her a hug greeting her.

"I see you, Iria" she says with a smile stroking my hair. "I think you should go wash up and then I can redo your hair" she tells me. I nod my head and run off to bath. I love when mum or Neytiri do my hair. I wonder what Neytiri is doing now?

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Picture above of Iria on the cover and her outfit.