Olangi warrior: "What is that??"

Omatikaya warrior : "Is that a herd of beasts"

"No non.... It's people another tribe". The young man ran towards his brother reacting to the image on the horizon.

"They are not ordinary.. "exclaimed the young Olangi warrior

"They are an all male tribe "added the young Omatikaya warrior

The Olangi warriors went on their daily hunt mixed with Omatikaya tribesman.

The time had gone from their hands like sand

The new tribesmen had already settled in the plains with a huge man power of around ~5000 tribesmen.

Steppe Na'vi 1: "This is my game!". He picked up his bow. The limbs of his bow made up of bovine horns stood out more than anything other. The strings made up of muscles and tendons of bovine made his new rivals fear.

Olangi 1: "We lived here from the days of first songs. You cannot just come out of nowhere and take our hunting grounds"

Steppe Na'vi 2: "It doesn't matter if you have lived here for a long time"

Steppe Na'vi 3: "We have the numbers." He smirked at the talks of the Olangi and his mates. He rammed the Olangi warriors horse. "Stay there the world is surely evil for you"

Olangi 2: "Who are you?? "The warrior lying down on the ground asked the question the group of men. He scratched his arm. He stayed there on the thick grass licking his wounds.

Steppe Na'vi 2: "You shouldn't know that". He stirred up the reigns of his horse. The horse was exhausted. "Huh Ahur" He added and changed his horse mid-air.

"Yes I have got it..."cried the Olangi warrior. His arrow had a beast of enormous. The arrow had landed near the heart. The beast cried in pain. "May the All Mother defy your pain and you may rest well in afterlife" The warriors chanted ending the beat's life with a clean knife stroke.

He rode his steed southwards. The steed snared, breathed, defied winds of the winds.
"What is the ruckus about" asked the Olangi warrior unmounting off his steed. He asked the foreigners to not cause issues with his friends

"What is happening here brothers" asked the elder Olangi to his younger counterparts.

"These foreigners are taking over our hunting grounds" replied a younger Olangi warrior.

"I shot the beast with my own bow" added another young Olangi warrior. Raising his bow to make a statement. "It's my arrow which struck the beast" pointing towards the dead beast

"Do you say that you have a monopoly on blue tail feathers on arrows" pointed Foreigner Na'vi leader. HIs aides stood his side resting their bodies on their bows, some sat on the field their sat flat rested on the ground in a squatting position, their bows supporting their squatted position perpendicular to the ground. "HIs bow looks like a child's toy" murmured a foreigner na'vi sitting in a squatting position. Laughter followed his comment amongst the foreigner na'vi group.

"Look at your bow boy Nobody in their right mind would believe the beast came down from an arrow shot from a bow that fragile" added Foreigner Na'vi leader.

"If we are better than you we can shot anything in these wide plains and claim it ours" The foreigner thrusted his finger on the Olangi warriors. Giving the warrior a piercing look. He red blazing eyes made his verdict clear.

"We are lower in numbers. Let them take this hunt" cried the elder Olangi warrior to his young friends. The foreigner picked up the beast and killed the beast clean, running a knife on it's throat.

"Pick it up.. cross it's legs " Foreigner Na'vi 1 instructed to his comrade

"Ah... the beast is so heavy " Foreigner Na'vi 2 replied to his comrade. He proceeded to grab a sack off his steed."Can we make it fine pieces That would be easier"

"Put in inside the sack we can drain the blood later" Foreigner Na'vi Leader replied to instructed to his hunters.

"Let's go back!!" Omatikaya warrior 1 said in a stuttering tone. We took a step back."I am calling my Ikran" exclaimed Omatilkaya warrior 1

Omatikaya warrior 2 clinched his hand and said "We can go a minute later"

"I in my lifetime of being an Olangi never heard of such a tribe"

"Their bows... crafted from bovine horns, muscles, and tendons" added the Olangi warrior

"Yes I have got it..."cried the Olangi warrior. His arrow had a beast of enormous. The arrow had landed near the heart. The beast cried in pain. "May the All Mother defy your pain and you may rest well in afterlife" The warriors chanted ending the beat's life with a clean knife stroke.

He rode his steed southwards. The steed snared, breathed, defied winds of the winds.
"What is the ruckus about" asked the Olangi warrior unmounting his steed. "Friends we can share the plains There's ample game for everyone to hunt" cried the elder Olangi warriors to the foreigners.

"What is happening here brothers" asked the elder Olangi to his younger counterparts.

"These foreigners are taking over our hunting grounds" replied a younger Olangi warrior.

"I shot the beast with my own bow" added another young Olangi warrior. Raising his bow to make a statement. "It's my arrow which struck the beast" pointing towards the dead beast

"Do you say that you have a monopoly on blue tail feathers on arrows" pointed Foreigner Na'vi leader. HIs aides stood his side resting their bodies on their bows, some sat on the field feet flat rested on the ground in a squatting position, their bows supporting their squatted position perpendicular to the ground. "His bow looks like a child's toy" murmured a foreigner na'vi sitting in a squatting position. Laughter followed his comment amongst the foreigner na'vi group.

"Look at your bow boy. Nobody in their right mind would believe the beast came down from an arrow shot from a bow that fragile" added Foreigner Na'vi leader. "Look at my bow it's limbs made of bovine horns while the strings of the muscles and tendons of the same" added the foreign na'vi leader. He moved his hands along the limbs of his bow and stretched its string to make a statement. "Why is the Squad Captain even trying for a persuasion" murmured a younger foreigner na'vi to his mates

"We are better than you, we can shot anything in these wide plains and claim it ours" The young foreigner thrusted his finger on the Olangi warrior's chest. Giving the warrior a piercing look. His red blazing eyes made his verdict clear. Everybody

"We are lower in numbers. Let them take this hunt" cried the elder Olangi warrior to his young friends. The foreigner picked up the beast and killed the beast clean, running a knife on its throat.

"Pick it up… cross it's legs " Foreigner Na'vi 1 instructed to his comrade

"Ah, the beast is so heavy " Foreigner Na'vi 2 replied to his comrade. He proceeded to grab a sack off his steed's back."Can we make it fine pieces That would be easier"

"Put in inside the sack we can drain the blood later" Foreigner Na'vi Leader replied to instructed to his hunters.

"Their numbers are growing stronger by day" stated a young Olangi hunter.

"We don't know where they came from We know nothing" added another young Olangi warrior. He gripped the reins tightly, jaw clenched.

"The foreigners Why do they came here" added Olangi warrior. He dismounted his horse and launched an arrow "All mother is this a test" cried the young mother, throwing his bow and shouting.

"What to do with this guy" asked foreigner na'vi 1 to his friend. He adjusted his backpack and reached to some rope. "I am tying him up for our safety" replied foreigner nav'i 2. He kicked the Olangi boy on the ground pinning him on the ground, tying his arms behind his back

"You did find him stealing from the sack of the labor-steed" So let the elders give him a trial. He bit the rope with his mouth severing it from the remaining rolled rope. "We can't take him into the herd...., He can be a spy"

"Yeah, In dreams I guess". replied Foreigner Na'vi 2

"He's so fragile we can slam him anytime" replied Foreigner Na'vi 1

"Yes I have got it..."cried the Olangi warrior. His arrow had a beast of enormous. The arrow had landed near the heart. The beast cried in pain. "May the All Mother defy your pain and you may rest well in afterlife" The warriors chanted ending the beat's life with a clean knife stroke.

He rode his steed southwards. The steed snared, breathed, defied winds of the winds.
"What is the ruckus about" asked the Olangi warrior unmounting his steed. "Friends we can share the plains There's ample game for everyone to hunt" cried the elder Olangi warriors to the foreigners.

"What is happening here brothers" asked the elder Olangi to his younger counterparts.

"These foreigners are taking over our hunting grounds" replied a younger Olangi warrior.

"I shot the beast with my own bow" added another young Olangi warrior. Raising his bow to make a statement. "It's my arrow which struck the beast" pointing towards the dead beast

"Do you say that you have a monopoly on blue tail feathers on arrows" pointed Foreigner Na'vi leader. HIs aides stood his side resting their bodies on their bows, some sat on the field feet flat rested on the ground in a squatting position, their bows supporting their squatted position perpendicular to the ground. "His bow looks like a child's toy" murmured a foreigner na'vi sitting in a squatting position. Laughter followed his comment amongst the foreigner na'vi group.

"Look at your bow boy. Nobody in their right mind would believe the beast came down from an arrow shot from a bow that fragile" added Foreigner Na'vi leader. "Look at my bow it's limbs made of bovine horns while the strings of the muscles and tendons of the same" added the foreign na'vi leader. He moved his hands along the limbs of his bow and stretched its string to make a statement. "Why is the Squad Captain even trying for a persuasion" murmured a younger foreigner na'vi to his mates

"We are better than you, we can shot anything in these wide plains and claim it ours" The young foreigner thrusted his finger on the Olangi warrior's chest. Giving the warrior a piercing look. His red blazing eyes made his verdict clear. Everybody

"We are lower in numbers. Let them take this hunt" cried the elder Olangi warrior to his young friends. The foreigner picked up the beast and killed the beast clean, running a knife on its throat.

"Pick it up… cross it's legs " Foreigner Na'vi 1 instructed to his comrade

"Ah, the beast is so heavy " Foreigner Na'vi 2 replied to his comrade. He proceeded to grab a sack off his steed's back."Can we make it fine pieces That would be easier"

"Put in inside the sack we can drain the blood later" Foreigner Na'vi Leader replied to instructed to his hunters.

"Their numbers are growing stronger by day" stated a young Olangi hunter.

"We don't know where they came from We know nothing" added another young Olangi warrior. He gripped the reins tightly, jaw clenched.

"The foreigners Why do they came here" added Olangi warrior. He dismounted his horse and launched an arrow "All mother is this a test" cried the young mother, throwing his bow and shouting.

"What to do with this guy" asked foreigner na'vi 1 to his friend. He adjusted his backpack and reached to some rope. "I am tying him up for our safety" replied foreigner nav'i 2. He kicked the Olangi boy on the ground pinning him on the ground, tying his arms behind his back

"You did find him stealing from the sack of the labor-steed" So let the elders give him a trial. He bit the rope with his mouth severing it from the remaining rolled rope. "We can't take him into the herd...., He can be a spy"

"Yeah, In dreams I guess". replied Foreigner Na'vi 2

"He's so fragile we can slam him anytime" replied Foreigner Na'vi 1

"Yes I have got it..."cried the Olangi warrior. His arrow had a beast of enormous. The arrow had landed near the heart. The beast cried in pain. "May the All Mother defy your pain and you may rest well in afterlife" The warriors chanted ending the beat's life with a clean knife stroke.

He rode his steed southwards. The steed snared, breathed, defied winds of the winds.
"What is the ruckus about" asked the Olangi warrior unmounting his steed. "Friends we can share the plains There's ample game for everyone to hunt" cried the elder Olangi warriors to the foreigners.

"What is happening here brothers" asked the elder Olangi to his younger counterparts.

"These foreigners are taking over our hunting grounds" replied a younger Olangi warrior.

"I shot the beast with my own bow" added another young Olangi warrior. Raising his bow to make a statement. "It's my arrow which struck the beast" pointing towards the dead beast

"Do you say that you have a monopoly on blue tail feathers on arrows" pointed Foreigner Na'vi leader. HIs aides stood his side resting their bodies on their bows, some sat on the field feet flat rested on the ground in a squatting position, their bows supporting their squatted position perpendicular to the ground. "His bow looks like a child's toy" murmured a foreigner na'vi sitting in a squatting position. Laughter followed his comment amongst the foreigner na'vi group.

"Look at your bow boy. Nobody in their right mind would believe the beast came down from an arrow shot from a bow that fragile" added Foreigner Na'vi leader. "Look at my bow it's limbs made of bovine horns while the strings of the muscles and tendons of the same" added the foreign na'vi leader. He moved his hands along the limbs of his bow and stretched its string to make a statement. "Why is the Squad Captain even trying for a persuasion" murmured a younger foreigner na'vi to his mates

"We are better than you, we can shot anything in these wide plains and claim it ours" The young foreigner thrusted his finger on the Olangi warrior's chest. Giving the warrior a piercing look. His red blazing eyes made his verdict clear. Everybody

"We are lower in numbers. Let them take this hunt" cried the elder Olangi warrior to his young friends. The foreigner picked up the beast and killed the beast clean, running a knife on its throat.

"Pick it up… cross it's legs " Foreigner Na'vi 1 instructed to his comrade

"Ah, the beast is so heavy " Foreigner Na'vi 2 replied to his comrade. He proceeded to grab a sack off his steed's back."Can we make it fine pieces That would be easier"

"Put in inside the sack we can drain the blood later" Foreigner Na'vi Leader replied to instructed to his hunters.

"Their numbers are growing stronger by day" stated a young Olangi hunter.

"We don't know where they came from We know nothing" added another young Olangi warrior. He gripped the reins tightly, jaw clenched.

"The foreigners Why do they came here" added Olangi warrior. He dismounted his horse and launched an arrow "All mother is this a test" cried the young mother, throwing his bow and shouting.

"What to do with this guy" asked foreigner na'vi 1 to his friend. He adjusted his backpack and reached to some rope. "I am tying him up for our safety" replied foreigner nav'i 2. He kicked the Olangi boy on the ground pinning him on the ground, tying his arms behind his back

"You did find him stealing from the sack of the labor-steed" So let the elders give him a trial. He bit the rope with his mouth severing it from the remaining rolled rope. "We can't take him into the herd...., He can be a spy"

"Yeah, In dreams I guess". replied Foreigner Na'vi 2

"He's so fragile we can slam him anytime" replied Foreigner Na'vi 1

"We are better than you, we can shot anything in these wide plains and claim it ours" The young foreigner thrusted his finger on the Olangi warrior's chest. Giving the warrior a piercing look. His red blazing eyes made his verdict clear. Everyone squatting changed their posture raising there right leg and moving their body weight on it. The moment was tense. Men reached to their quivers, scabbards clinched.

"Woa Whoa Let's not be rude to each other and have a civilized argument "The foreign Na'vi leader pulled his underling and gave him a menacing look. The young foreign Na'vi reverted to their scatting positions. One of them started chewing some mint and asked

"Brother I agree with your word we have plenty of game but we do have to resolve this situation here. My boys do believe that it's their arrow that brought down the beast" The foreign Na'vi leader stated.

The Olangi leader looked at the numbers of foreigners. He decided on a compromise.

Olangi 1: "We lived here from the days of first songs. You cannot come out of nowhere and take our hunting grounds"

"huh! What that even means First Songs" he cried in a rude manner. The foreigners argued amongst themselves "Are songs name of their epics?" one foreigner argued
"Who even names their epics Songs" another argued.

The Olangi seemed rather confused "What are they even talking??" stated an Olangi warrior. "That's their foreign tongue" another Olangi replied. He clicked his tongue and cracked his knuckles pressuring his nose muscles

"Can we read these first songs?" asked Foreigner Na'vi 1 to his mate.
"Do these works come in volumes like First Songs, Second Songs, Third Songs?" asked Foreigner Na'vi 2 to his mate
"I don't know!!" Foreigner Na'vi 1 lashed on his mate rubbing his nose bridge and forehead.

"Shut up we should wonder better like why are these people barely-clothed" A slightly elder foreigner added to the conservations of his juniors. He slapped their heads from behind using his tall height to a full advantage.

Steppe Na'vi Leader: "It doesn't matter if you have lived here for a long time... " He pointed to the plains with an open palm. "These are open plains no man has monopoly over them" The added to this statement.

Steppe Na'vi 3: "We have the numbers." He smirked at the talks of the Olangi and his mates. He rammed the Olangi warriors horse. "Stay there the world is surely evil for you"

Steppe Na'vi 2: "You shouldn't know that". He stirred up the reigns of his horse. The horse was exhausted. "Huh Ahur" He added and changed his horse mid-air.

On hearing about the new tribe Norm the self declared leader of the Omatikaya went out to investigate.
He told Max how this tribe is different.
He was stuttering with curiosity.

Max could not believe or understand what Norm was saying.
He just discredited the fact that these must be some sub branch or distant cousins of the Olangi.
Max pointed out these Navi also like Olangi just ride horses nothing unusual for the Navi way.

Despite no curiosity from Max's side on the topic.
Max didn't really gave a damn about Norm's idea.
Norm told him that as a scientist Max should presume things

Norm called for his mount.
A big crimson red Ikran.
He connected to his avatar and took max with him.
Max was skeptic of all this upto the extent that he called the entire thing a hoax.

They reached the destination Max grabbing Norm's avatar body he shouted like a child.

Max could not believe the fact that navi.
He was seeing looked like Mongols using 3 horses instead of one.
Some men from this foreign steppe navi group were fighting in the pit till one became unconscious
Max took a deep breath and said "Maybe we don't know the Navi globally after all".

Norm reassured his proposition that Max should study them.