Height: 6' 6"
Hair: Dark Brownish-Black
While she can be fierce, she prefers to avoid violence. Yatara can also be romantic when she wants to be.
Yatara's Ikran / Banshee
Yatara is a Na'vi who loves the forest and her world as a whole. She devotes her time to studying the animals and traveling wherever she can, dotting upon her Ikran, their flying steeds. Yatara will follow Woodsprites (atokirina), and interprets the way of Ewya, reading and studying the land and their Ancestors. She is the Patriarch of her Clan, the Mountain Forest Clan, nomads who travel and gather, never settling long in one place. They are great hunters and gatherers, following the ways of the animals and the Woodsprites they come across. During their travels, they meet and befriend many Na'vi of other clans.
It was like any other day upon their moon. The Sun rose on the horizon, their moon helping to sustain the gas giant upon which it floated with. A powerful long bow was strung over her body. A bow and a blade. Pandora was a beautiful world, and Yatara, a young Na'vi female, would do whatever she had to to protect it from destruction. The Na'vi female was the Patriarch of her Mountain Forest Clan, which were labeled as nomads that traveled around upon their moon. Meeting many different clans and Na'vi along the way.
Though the general jungle and forest was hot and humid, the Na'vi were adapted to such a climate, calling the place their home world. Yatara devoted her life to studying their world upon which they lived. Following after the Woodsprites she came across, learning the ways of Ewya, their deity. Living on Pandora was never easy, but it was indeed home for Yatara and the Na'vi people and their creatures. The Na'vi people worshiped Ewya, their provider, their deity. They could pray to Ewya through certain fern trees that they connected their queues (tswin/kuru).
Yatara's clan were excellent hunters and gatherers. They never stayed in one place for very long, following the winds and the ways of their home, wherever Ewya guided them.
Currently, Yatara stood upon a high cliff, Ikran flying all around her and her clan. Slowly, Yatara took in a long deep breath of their home air, wind strong up high in these mountains. It was the ideal home for the Mountain Banshees. The Mountain Banshee was the most common of the Ikran. Though there were smaller cousins that resided in the Forest. Aptly called Forest Banshees. So far it seemed Na'vi people could only bond with the Mountain Banshees with their Queues.
Carefully, Yatara was leading her small clan of Na'vi people down the Mountain with their own Banshees they had tamed when they came of age. A test every Na'vi person had to pass. Making the call, Yatara smiled as her own Ikran swooped to her, greeting her with a roar.
"Hello Ukan." She greeted, placing her hand upon its face between its golden eyes, which looked deeply into her. "Today, we travel." She told her Ikran, quickly and easily mounting her steed, the others of her clan following her lead. Their flying steeds quickly snapping into the air and flying down the mountain towards the jungle floor. If there was one thing Yatara enjoyed most in life, it was flying with her Ikran, Ukan.