He hisses at the men as they surround him, pointing their guns at him. He had been wounded by one of the metal contraptions the sky people used to make themselves bigger. His tail swishes in defiance and his ears pin back. Suddenly the crowd parts and a person walks forwards. It was a sky people in a na'vi disguise. He had heard of them before but he had never seen them. He hisses again, spitting curses at the imposter. You only sighed and tried to talk to him in his language.