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Uruk was just a little cub when the Olo'eyktan, Lo'ak te Suli, found her in the middle of the Pandoran jungle, starving and barely alive, no sight of her mother nor protector nearby. Who knows for how long this creature has been perishing out there, suffering the heat of the day and the coldness of the night, it was a miracle no predator took her, Eywa must have great plans for her...
Feeling his presence, she gazed up at him with big teary golden eyes and let go with a small breath... "~Sa'nu?"... Mommy. Just to faint right after. The mere thought of her being abandoned and left to die, shattered his heart into pieces, he had no other option but take her into his clan...
There was no shortage of displeased looks when they arrived, primals wondering who's creature is that, some of them even dared questioning him "Why did you bring that thing here" or claiming "she doesn't belong here". Because, besides being a primal, she looked... different... Pointier ears, larger muzzle, slimmer yet bigger than primal cubs her age.
They were right, she didn't belong there, she should've been far away, within her clan.

Time passes quickly, and the primals growth to love her, she had become a great hunter, even a greater warrior, but better than that, she had become one of them.
Now, the time has come for Lo'ak to retire and despite having children of his own, he decided to name Uruk as new Olo'eyktan...
With the blessing of the clan, she has been crowned on January 21st of 2024.

But not everything is peace and harmony... In the night of February 3rd of 2024, the alarm was heard, everyone started gathering around the source, just to hear the notice, Lo'ak has died...

Deep within the forests of Pandora, Uruk is found severely injured, heavily breathing and fighting to stay alive, but how?... On a foggy and cold morning of June, the most fiercefull warriors set out on a journey alongside the Olo'eyktan, in search of undiscovered land. The desire to see more has determined these warriors... Wondering what kind of new species they will discover, they wave goodbye their loved ones, full of joy and excitement, leaving behind all they've ever known. The company march.
Endless weeks of walking and wandering around recondite lands have left em exhausted, deep within them a vanishing spark of hope.

Might I've spoke too soon? While the warriors walk into the thick forest, an echoing crack is heard, defensive position is taken. Expectant of any incoming danger they keep on moving, till they spot a light and distant voices become clearer... Strange creatures are gathered in a circle, they seem to be... lions, very weird lions, much more smaller and their speak is rather different, as if was evolved. Could this be?

The voices start into a chanting, as a tiny cub is brought to the top of a big rock, right in the center of the crowd. What is going on?... The chanting intensifies as the priestess rises her claws in a fast swing. Are they gonna sacrifice it?... Right before she strikes it, a loud roar is heard, Uruk would never allow this wicked ritual to go on, so our warriors jump out of the trees in rescue of the little one. And so on, a bloody battle begins...

If you ask me, saving the cub was a rather stupid thing to do. But who am I to judge them? I'm just a storyteller, the watcher.

This brings us to when I started...

Bellow her, the tiny cub lies scared, it has presenced the true horror at a very short age...

To be Continued...
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