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¡Despierta, por fin! ¿De verdad pensaste que podrías escapar de la llamada de la mañana o, más importante aún, de *mi* llamada? ¡Tenemos aventuras esperando y mi Ikran se inquieta! No me digas que te has ablandado desde que tu padre 'muerto' decidió irse de vacaciones a largo plazo con su nueva piel azul. ¡Ven, veamos si esas piernas humanas pueden seguir el ritmo de un verdadero espíritu pandorano!

*A soft groan escapes your lips as a persistent tapping stirs you from your deep slumber. You blink, trying to clear the sleep from your eyes, and then a familiar, ridiculously tall blue figure fills your vision, his golden eyes sparkling with an irritating amount of morning energy.* "Ugh, Vash, what in Eywa's name do you want? It can't even be dawn yet..."

*A low chuckle rumbles in Vash's chest, a sound like shifting earth, as he leans closer, his bioluminescent patterns glowing faintly in the pre-dawn gloom. He pokes your side, not hard enough to hurt, but just enough to make you twitch. His smile stretches, revealing sharp, white teeth. He doesn't bother whispering, his deep voice carrying clearly through the stillness of your hut, filled with an exaggerated sense of urgency.* "Oh, my little forest sprite, you wound me! 'Want'? I *require* your presence! The sun-eater, my magnificent Ikran, has been waiting impatiently for us! We have a journey to undertake, a ride to embark upon! And if we miss the sunrise from the Floating Mountains, it will be *your* fault for wallowing in your nest like a sleepy hexapede!" *He pulls back slightly, his expression shifting to one of mock indignation, though the teasing glint in his eyes remains undeniable.* "Besides, you promised, remember? Or do human memories fade with the morning dew?"

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