#anufi

[thebeautyofafop]

The Golden Girls of AFOP

I love them so much. I need DLC where we drink zangke and listen to their stories.

[pandorafallz]

So, I've been playing Frontiers of Pandora for well over a year and invested a lot of time (over 1k hours) into playing it. I'm curious to know how many follow FOP players have played the game and for how long as well.

Feel free to vote and to reblog to get a wider audience, i think the FOP fandom should know how much time we invest in the game we love so much XD

[anxiousdreamcore]

Grandmas sitting on top of a cliff, drinking and discussing their love life XD

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(Do not repost my work on any platform)

[xxxdizzy19]

The coolest na'vi in one room 🔥

[indoraptors-world]

[dilfsyndrome]

⚠︎︎AFOP Spoilers⚠︎︎

Anufi, Alma, Ri’nela, Nor, So’lek

I was surprised when Nor stabbed her. I mean she done wrong but she had done right as well. After the bad she has done, Nor had no right to do that. Same as Alma had no right for wanting to take the Na’vi children. It doesn’t balance. “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” Exactly. (Sometimes)

I love their accents as well 😻

[bluealienobsesser]

Spoilers for skybreaker dlc

💙

I 100% think they were mates but their relationship went downhill after what happened to the sarentu.

[miramis248]

My take on how Spider and Anufi's relationship would start/be, Spider is such a sweet boy, she would love him very much!

I also know that for Spider, the minute Mokasa's deception is revealed, it's on sight!

Fanart inspired by "Hi, Spider! Welcome to the Resistance!" By CheeseSnack

Gift 🎁 for @anxiousdreamcore

[sutxdreamwalker]

Anufi and Mokasa possibly after the Sarentu vanished

And Okul was conceived right after-

[pandoraescape]

Summary: "My Heart is Shaped by My Home." | Medicine/Sickness: Anufi's Story before the death of the Sarentu Clan and what she gained after.

The Clouded Forest began to shine as the morning sun gradually ascended from the night.

Beams of light filtered through the towering Cloud Pine Trees. The forest floor is bathed in a soothing, golden warmth from the light. Provoking Eywa'eveng's creatures to awake from their sleep, their mighty calls echo as they begin their journey across the woodland. It's quiet.

Until the sounds of tapping of wood rang across the woods.

Perched high on the massive branches stood a Na'vi woman. Alone, she continues to use her knife to pierce the bark. She's dressed to match her surroundings, wearing a soft wooden top carved with graceful designs and a fawn loincloth adorned with intricate beads and shimmering stones. Her hair was skillfully braided with many tiny beads, intricately woven to form a striking and elaborate long braid. It swayed to the mild winds as she finally finished her task. She carefully placed her knife at her hip's sheath before reaching into her leather pouch to retrieve a wooden spout. She positioned it securely in the opening. Soon, a thin stream of orange sap began to flow, and the Na'vi quickly attached a woven container to the end of the tube, allowing the tree's sap to drip slowly into it.

"Tsahik Anufi."

The sudden call of her name caught Anufi's attention, prompting her to look down from her spot. Below stood a young Na'vi boy, Siul. He was dressed similarly to Anufi, wearing a loincloth and beads that signified his passage from boyhood to manhood. In his arms, he holds a basket full of Eyethorn seeds. Stepping away from her task, she leaps from the branch and gracefully lands next to the young herbalist. While observing her student, she scrutinized his collected seeds, examining each for quality. She took note of the color, size, and firmness of each seed, all of which appeared to be in excellent condition and at their peak.

"You've collected well, Siul," she said, "These seeds are in good condition for the mixtures for the Sarentu."

Siul's face smiled warmly as he gazed at his teacher. His eyes then shifted upward to the sturdy branch of the punching bag. "How long must we wait to gather the sap from the tree for the healing remedy?" he inquired with genuine curiosity.

"We return at nightfall. By then, we can collect Banquet mushrooms at their prime."

The banquet mushrooms, commonly utilized in culinary dishes, are known for their versatile application in cooking. However, it's worth noting that the stems of these mushrooms possess a wide array of healing properties that can be beneficial for various ailments. These are commonly used mainly as blams and creams for cuts. This is why gathering them in the dark is essential, as they are at their prime by then. Siul nodded, making his way to his Ikran to return home. Anufi stood at the edge of the clearing, her eyes following her student as the young man gracefully took flight and soared towards home. With pride and satisfaction, Anufi made her way through the serene surroundings, reaching the tranquil lakeside. She settled onto a fallen log, relishing a brief moment of respite before she would eventually return to her community. Looking at the water, she smiled at the clear, calm surface and the wild animals drinking. While she was enjoying the view, she heard a noise behind her. Without turning around, she responded happily.

"Ma Love, if that's the best you can to hide yourself, then I'm afraid you'll be in serious trouble. Even Syils would run at your steps."

The stillness of the forest is broken by a sudden rustle of the leaves; Mokasa emerges from the foliage and strides over to join his mate," My steps may be heavy, but my hunting skills are still as sharp as ever for my prey," he remark, his face showing false hurt as he joins her. Anufi chuckled, continuing to stare at the landscapes. A brief silence passed between the two until she spoke, "Why is the Kame'tire's chief advisor here following me rather than with the people?" Mokasa didn't reply at first, gazing at the landscapes. However, the sudden frown on his lips told a different story, one of worry. "The Mokasa I know would never abandon his duties, even when he was young, and follow his father's tail like a shadow," she said, remembering their more youthful years. He was a shy yet contented child who approached his chores with dedication, always eager to assist his parents.

"Can't he not be worried for his Tsahìk?"

"He can. But I sense it is not the only thing on his mind."

The two became silent, allowing the sounds of the forest to fill the air.

"Our hunters saw them near one of the campsites in the north."

Anufi gazes at Mokasa with no emotion, but the flicks of her ears reveal surprise. Since their return, seeing humans in the forest is not new, but they have never ventured close to the other Na'vi cities," Did they do anything?" she asks. Mokasa shook his head, "No, they were simply scouting, most likely to find a new area to build their strange buildings," he explained. Anufi let out a soft, relieved hum, grateful that no one had been harmed during the scouting expedition.

"Are you concerned that they might come to the Hollows?" she questions. It wouldn't be the first time they entered the hallows. A team of five soldiers and two leaders, Alma, a young woman, and a man named John, came to the Hollows to teach the young ones about their world and further connect with each other. After careful consideration, both she and Mokasa sensed that something was amiss. Consequently, despite months of contemplation, they ultimately decided to reject the offer.

"They wanted our children," Mockasa suddenly said, his voice lowered as he growled under his breath. Anufi reached out and took his hand, trying to comfort him as he stared at her, angry and scared.

"They wanted to poison their minds with their destructive ways. Their "Civilized culture," Anufi chose not to offer a response, recognizing Mokase's point of view. However, despite their unconventional behavior, Anufi observed that some humans were not as unkind as Mokase suggested. For instance, Alma always radiated warmth and positivity whenever they interacted. "We've already declined their offer. We are safe, and as long we continue to leave them be, we are safe," she claims. Mokasa still didn't reply, but Anufi sensed hesitation in his eyes. She wanted to ask, but he leaned in to touch his forehead to hers. Allowing their presence to calm each other. Mokasa then lets go of her hand and stands.

"I have matters to return to before returning home. But I'll be quick, and you should return as well."

"I will."

Anufi stands at the edge of the wilderness, watching him fade into the distance, swallowed by the lush greenery. She turns her gaze back to the tranquil water, then lifts her eyes to the expansive sky above. Inhaling deeply, she savors the serene atmosphere that surrounds her.

"Anufi! Nefika!"

Anufi's eyes flutter open, and she is transported from her familiar home to the heart of the plains. She stands atop a hill, gazing out at the breathtaking expanse of the Zewa, where vibrant, clear lands stretch as far as the eye can see. Nefika, Aranahe's greatest weaver and friend, stands next to her as they greet their young Sarentu, who runs towards them with a smile.

"Ma'yawntu! I should have known you would be eager to compete," Nefika said, smiling at the young girl. "Planning to fling yourself from these cliffs?"

" I will, if you will."

Nefika's laughter echoed heartily as she looked at the girl, while Anufi's face lit up with a warm smile as she watched the interaction between them. "Child! The Great Games are best as a spectator sport, if you ask me. And you should sit here, with us. Share the zangka."

" I think our Sarentu friend is after something a little more exciting than our old stories," Anufi rebutted.

The Sarentu gives her a smile," Actually, we were hoping you'd help us with the mural. The one to celebrate the Games?"

"They have started that already, have they? Come, then! Let us see what we can salvage," Nefika begins her descent back to the Games, leaving the Sarentu and Anufi alone. Anufi gazes at the girl intently as she speaks.

" I competed myself in the last Games. So long ago, yet the memories are fresh," Anufi fondly recalls the vivid memories of her time in the games, reflecting on her youthful exuberance as she smiles and immerses herself in the joy of spending time with her fellow Na'vi. She cherishes the moments spent playing with the Zakru, feeling the softness of the grass beneath them as they indulge in carefree activities. "I feel now as though I am that girl again. Full of energy and hope." As she continues, a sudden wave of sadness washes over her, enveloping her in a heavy, melancholic embrace. "She did not know darkness. We will make new memories now."

The Sarentu tenderly rests a comforting hand on her shoulder, offering the healer a warm smile before embracing her gently, "I know we will. And it will be better than the last," She said, her voice filled with sadness and a sense of happiness for a better future. The Sarentu slowly pulls away, its engine rumbling softly as it retreats, leaving Anufi alone on the hill's edge. Anufi gazes wistfully back at the vibrant, sprawling lands of the Heartlands, her eyes lingering on the distant horizon. As a gentle breeze ruffles her hair, she inhales deeply, feeling the crisp air fill her lungs, and then exhales slowly, gathering her resolve. With a determined expression, Anufi begins to make her way down the hill to rejoin the others, her footsteps steady and purposeful.

Na'vi Words Used:

Meer Deer-Syil

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[torukmaktoskxawng]

Mokasa and Anufi

Spoilers for AFoP below:

So he's just her advisor and not olo'eyktan, but he's still someone Anufi trusted wholeheartedly, and not only did he betray her, but he blamed her for something he secretly caused.

I can't wrap my head around such betrayal. I have no idea if they're mates, but Anufi formed tsaheylu with Mokasa to discover the truth about the fate of the Sarentu clan.

(Which only makes me wonder: can you form tsaheylu with other Na'vi and not be mated for life? Like, obviously, the Na'vi babies bond with their mother, but that's about the extent of my knowledge. I thought you could only bond with one other Na'vi your whole life, which made me assume that Mokasa and Anufi were mated. And the way he fell to his knees in front of her when she exiled him. Wow.)

To betray his tsahik and his clan like that, letting their friends, the Sarentu, die. Did he have any friends or family among the Sarentu? How many of them were there that he betrayed to TAP?

Anyway. I was telling my friend as we were watching this scene that the game should allow us to find Mokasa out in the wild after his exile.

Taglist: @mooniequeen @avatar-lover

[gayz0mbi3]

My fav Frontiers of Pandora character

cc: Xavier + Valyria (in bio)

spc: @tsaheyluscenes

[pandorafallz]

North of The Heart of the Plains.

From the looks of it, it appears the land breaks up into the ocean with small island groups but fades off so I'm confident to believe there's very little land after that. Very stunning to look at and doesn't ruin my map design either so that makes me happy.

South of the Spires.

South of the spires, before i could open up a new game play, i thought it was open ocean but i was surprised to see it turn into a lake and a cluster of distant mountain range but I've made it work so far. From close zooming, it's possible it turns into another lake or opens to the ocean so... I'm running with that.

My Personal rendition

So far, excluding the Upper Plains, Kinglorforest and Main Clouded forest

Here, enjoy a screenshot of my fan map of the top half of the DLC maps. If you followed my older post that I've been reblogging. I've made adaptations to when i was able to get onto the back of my ikran and take screenshots and work the designs into my own to make it feel more genuine.

Most of it is still block-colour with no visual indicators of elevation, which is gonna be difficult and slow going.

It's still subject to change but i like sharing my progress with you guys if you folks like the idea of having a map.

I'll defo be creating a more personal one strictly for my alma fic: to plot her journey across the map with her exile and see where it takes her

[fruitmilkshake]

I'm having a bit of trouble by deciding if i should call my Sarentu "Rey'ka" or "Ya'ka" 😓

Also, i change her hair, Let's imagine that Anufi was tired of seeing the Sarentu's hair fall over her eyes, so she helped her braid it 😀

[xxxdizzy19]

That face Okay, now some sane shots of Okul I forget to post

And Anufi

[tarsyu]

i made it so that skora was born in the hollows among the kame’tire just for the angst factor… the tsakarem of the sarentu being born in the home of the clan that caused the demise of the sarentu is so terrible