When he sleeps, he dreams. He dreams he is Noatak, the Water Tribe warrior. He dreams of the pounding rhythm of water on ice and the boundless grey skies. He dreams of the rugged mountains with their fences of blizzard and the endless snow fields.
And in his dreams he is a hunter, a lone wolf, running down his prey alone and tasting the hot run of their blood between his teeth.
But there is one that eludes him, one that he can never catch. Something more than hunger drives him to chase her. Perhaps it is a shiver of curiosity and intrigue, perhaps a whisper of forbidden promises that swirl in his head like flying flakes of snow. But he does not know which, and the figure ahead of him continues fleeing.
It is the same every time, and he knows he will never catch her. Yet he is not worried, for he knows that one day when La comes to claim him, he will dream this for the last time. And in this one last time he will finally find her, and she will not be afraid.
But when he wakes, he is Amon. He is the leader of a revolution, the champion of his people.
When he wakes he is the hunter, the alpha wolf. He runs with his pack close behind, relishing the fear of their enemies fleeing before them.
When he wakes he remembers nothing but a burning hunger for his prey.
Inspired by the song ‘Dear Rabbit’ by Young Heretics.
I dunno about the rest of the fandom, but I’ve always viewed the relationship between Amon and Noatak as a kind of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde relationship..