Alva took of one of her left anklets and submerged it in the small wooden bucket full to the brim with cold water. She scrubbed it to get rid of all the dirt it had collected and watched for any rips and tears in the material. It had a few tears in one of the smaller vines that would be easy to change when that time came, but the pearls were looking as flawless and shiny as the day her auntie had given them to her when she was just three years old. Alva scrubbed the bigger of the vines to get rid of a particularly tough spot of stubborn dirt and when she finally got rid of it she put it back on her ankle before sighing when she felt it shift back into its place.

She grabbed the bucket of rotten fruit before standing back up from her squat, twisting her father's ring while biting her lower lip in thought. The fruit mushed together and produced a wet, moist sound that made her cringe out of her thoughts of planning. Alva hadn't actually put a lot of thought into the planning of the prank and she preferred to wing it but in this case she at least needed some kind of an outline of it to avoid getting caught by the soon-to-be fuming warrior. Alva looked down on the mess she had thrown in that had created a colorful, though mostly brown and white, combination that made a wet sound every time she moved the bucket and was just at the border of being a liquid.

"This is disgusting" She stated and then giggled, spinning the bucket around in her hand for the sole purpose of hearing it make that very specific sound. "It's perfect" Alva sighed and smiled in awe of her creation.

The dreamwalker skipped along the stony path she had found, a mix of light, airy giggles- like the one you hear a child let out before they do something bad, squishy sounds from the wet mixture, and the clanking, clicking and bell-like sounds from all her accessories. It took only a few minutes of her carefully navigating the thick forest until she broke free of it and walked into the now not-so busy front of the hometree. There was no sign of Tsu'tey or any other Na'vi that might try to stop her from getting her revenge on her future teacher and her best friend.

She came to an abrupt halt in about the middle of the big clearing that had been formed from all the years the Omaticaya had lived there and walked the ground there. Alva glanced down at her bucket and then up again before doing the action a few more times, with each time making her grin grow wider and bigger until it had turned into a smile that could light up the darkest of nights when all other light had been lost. She spun it around a few times in her grip before she decided to start spinning around with it, being careful not to get any of the material on her clothing that she had scavenged, and humming a song she had thought up just after walking away from her bestest friend. Her voice was a mere whisper in the gentle wind that danced with her, plucking up some stray leaves to make them dance with her too- a sign.

Alva stopped spinning once she felt the shift in the air and the slightest hint of cold in the air around her before letting the bucket gently fly back and forth in her secure hold. She had a prank to execute. One that would go down in the songs of the people and be sung for years to come, even when her body had turned to dirt and her soul back with Eywa, to watch over the creation along with her. Her feet carried her into the hometree and up the wooden spiral stairs that led to the clan hammocks- more specifically Tsu'tey's hammock that was placed a bit away from the rest of the single hammock members, probably to give him the illusion of privacy, she mused.

Her giggles filled the air as she poured out half of the stinky content, watching it coat the delicate strings of his sleeping place and seeping into every part of it- even dripping through the spaces and down into the dark depths of the hometree. The sheer smell of it almost made her eyes water but she was used to smells much worse and could handle even the putrid of smells that would make others throw up. Her fingers tapped against the cold wood, her rings clanking against it to make a rhythm that gave her the urge to dance: she satisfied that urge by gently rocking her hips and moving her feet to the beat her drumming fingers let out as they hit the bucket.

When about half of the content had been poured over his hammock she pulled it up again and smiled smugly down at it. That will teach him, she thought to herself as she stared down at her impressive work.

The first part of the prank had been completed but there was still the second part left: the one she was actually the most likely to be caught by Tsu'tey red-handed, since it involved her dropping down the rest of the mush over his head from a higher standing point. She had sneaked past him before but he might have begun looking up now, since that was where she hid most of the time- not that would help him by much since she was extremely good at disguising herself when she was higher up than the other (or just in trees or nature in general). It was still a risky move since he was probably meeting and talking to other Na'vi, and she didn't want any of her revenge to accidentally find its home on their head, and she wasn't sure there would be any good hiding spots wherever he was and therefore would probably be seen- if only by a little.

Alva walked out of the hometree and sighed when she felt the sun rays caress her skin and warm her up from the slight chill inside of the big tree. She stood up on her toes before going back down on the soles of her feet. She could hear him coming, which was good for her and bad for him- she had been very lucky lately.

Alva sprung into action and strode over to one of the trees that were scattered around their home before climbing up in it until she was hidden by the big, green leafs. She pushed a few of them to the side and saw Tsu'tey walk into view, along with the same old Na'vi she had accidentally thrown water at a few days ago- that she had also forgotten to say sorry to for said prank. Alva winced a bit but then shook her head a bit to clear her head, she couldn't afford to be distracted when he came closer.

"" Alva heard the older one tell Tsu'tey while scratching his greying hair that was braided into small, intricate braids that connected in the back before growing into one big braid along with his tswin. He had blue clothes on, almost the same shade as his skin, and several rings on his arms that signified his rank as an old warrior and teacher.

Tsu'tey barked at the older man before bowing his head. ""

Their conversation was fuzzy to her, all words mixing up in her head and the distance wasn't helping. They were heading her way, and were keeping a big enough distance that she would be able to hit only Tsu'tey and possibly just have minor splashing on the older Na'vi that would be no problem to get rid of. Tsu'tey on the other hand would be drenched in it, him, his clothes and his hair, and he wouldn't get rid of it fast enough. The mixture would stink up his skin and not come out of his hair for days- even with frantic washing and going through it all. Her skin buzzed as they grew nearer and her whole face lit up with anticipation at the soon-to-be prank.

She readied the bucket, only tilting it far enough that the content peeked out but not enough so that it would drip down and alert them that something was wrong. Alva saw Tsu'tey glance around the area- even staring up in the trees as if he expected her to pop out at any moment, which he honestly wasn't wrong to assume. She wanted to shake her wrist but the sound might give her away, instead she opted for playing with the rings on her left hand and twirling them around. She listened to them chatter before being distracted by the butterfly-like animal that landed on her nose and was staring right into her eyes. It had green wings with blue stripes on it that melted into the brown of its body. She named it Buffy.

She broke out of her staring contest with the friendly butterfly Buffy when the two voices was too close to ignore, sounding almost under her- the perfect spot to commence the prank. Alva raised a finger that Buffy hopped on to, grinned at the animal, and then pushed away some of the leaves so she could see the situation beneath her again. The two Na'vi had stopped, conveniently just in her range, a fact that made her snicker and her eyes crinkle at the sides. Alva stared down at the pair as the multi-colored goo rushed from the dirty bucket and flew down to where it would soon hit Tsu'tey's unsuspecting head and make a gigantic mess. The dreamwalker crouched down lower but kept some of the leaves pushed to the sides so she could see the face he made when the cold hit him.

Alva cackled when she heard the angriest, most furious, and absolutely disgusted scream of her life that made her clutch her stomach as shook from the heavy, uncontrollable laughter. Her stomach rolled from the now painful laughter that made tears fall from her eyes and hands shake in the way she loved. Alva heard the hisses, snarls and barks of Tsu'tey down below- she even heard her name being yelled out several times, a fact that only made her laugh heavier. She tried her tears and tried to sit up straight but as soon as she heard the loud growling and furious stomping of feet her she fell back down.

"You can come down now, Al'va" A voice called up to her, making her blood run cold before she relaxed and parted the leaves to look down at whoever had found her out. It was Mo'at- the Tsahìk of the Omaticayan people, and Neytiri's mom. Mo'at stared up at her with an expectant look before motioning for her to join her on the ground.

Alva shrugged and jumped out of the tree with Buffy still attached to her pinky, the fall only slightly ruffling the wings and making the tiny creature cling harder to the finger. "I see you" She bowed her head before snapping it right back up to stare at the woman who was directly linked to Eywa.

"It was a dangerous thing you did" The spiritual leader said, her voice ringing with age-old wisdom and experience. Her words were harsh and stern but held the same sparkling mirth as her eyes did. "But for you I expect it not to be. Tsu'tey have never been pranked before, and you, Al'va, have done it twice" Her head tilt slightly to the side and her hands clasped in front of her stomach.

Alva nodded frantically, her chest puffing with pride at having been the first one to be able to prank the arrogant male. "Yes, Tsahìk. First I threw water at him but now I threw something else..." The dreamwalker giggled and placed a hand in front of her mouth. "He won't get it out of his hair for weeks"

"Good job, dreamwalker" Mo'at said, making Alva freeze before grinning at the other woman, showing just a hint of her sharp canines. "It does not scare you that I know who you are?" The Na'vi asked in a confused voice, as if the concept was alien to her.

Alva shook her head with sparkling eyes that had just a hint of cloudiness that was starting to take over now that the rush was wearing off. "No, Tsahìk. Eywa does not keep secrets, and I have nothing to hide" She wiggled her extra fingers, making an extra show of twirling her rings there. "If it was not meant to be this way she would have not made it so. I'm so happy to meet you, though, every since I got here I've been dreaming about seeing you. Get it? Dreaming. Isn't it ironic" Her voice had a dreamy tilt to it.

Mo'at hummed and stepped closer to the other woman, stretching out a hand to catch a few of strands of her black hair. " You are not ashamed of being caught?"

"No, why would I be?"

"Many would be", was her short answer as she pressed down on the strands as if to test the quality and texture of it.

Alva shrugged and wiggled her toes in the ground that had been ripped up by Tsu'tey's furious walk. "I'm not like many people. We are all different" She reached behind her to grab her tswin and then offered it to the Na'vi that was inspecting her, with a look that screamed 'obviously'. "I'm surprised that you caught me. Not many can find me when I'm hiding."

"You were laughing loudly" Mo'at offered as her explanation before disappearing behind Alva, who was rocking on her feet as she started to grow antsy at being still for so long. Her english was the same harsh, broken and heavily accented as it had been during Tsu'tey's trial and Alva was happy it hadn't changed- she quite enjoyed the other woman's rough way of speaking. Hard and usually without soft edges that could command an entire room but still hold the amount of wisdom to make even the simplest and most illogical things sound wise and right.

She smiled. "Will you tell everyone?" Her voice didn't waver and her eyes had regained the vacant, misty look that was her trademark. Alva wasn't scared of being outed, but she had hoped to keep her cover for a bit longer so she could more lowkey convince Tsu'tey to teach her without people's opinions weighing them down.

"No" Mo'at replied as she lifted Alva's tail and then slinging it back down. "Apologize to Tsu'tey and you secret will stay secret from my people"

"You got it, boss lady" Alva giggled and winked at the matriarch of the clan, her eyes already sparkling again at the thought of talking to her mighty warrior. Her heart warmed that Mo'at would keep her secret without actually having a reason to do it, but by the half-hearted inspection of her avatar body she suspected that the strong, powerful woman had already found out and inspected her a long time ago.