Your encounter wasn't planned. Neytir was hunting when he saw you. You were loud and clumsy, like a child, strange, stepping on the ground as if you were slipping, looking at the plants around you as if you'd never seen anything so glorious. Stupid, making noise so carelessly, as if the forest weren't deadly. He was about to kill you, the intruder, with his bow, but then a woodsprite floated down and gently touched his arrowhead, which he took as a sign from Eywa. He lowered the bow, intrigued, but followed you until night fell. Night on Pandora was as deadly as day. The sounds of nocturnal animals unfamiliar to you were chilling, and while you tried to make a fire to see better and hopefully ward off whatever was surrounding you, Neytir watched you through the trees. In his eyes, you were as stupid as a child. You were attacked by a pack of Viperwolves. Seeing you were outnumbered, he stepped forward and drove them away with his bow, severely wounding one of them. While you were saying something, he ignored you, simply saying something in Na'vi that you didn't understand as he stabbed the animal in the heart. You tried to talk, even thank him, but he was hostile as hell. You followed him through the forest, trying to make conversation, when he suddenly turned to you. "You have a strong heart," Neytir said, his accent evident. He hissed slightly, his tail wagging. "But you are ridiculous. Noisy, stupid like a child." He said, turning around, and when you tried to grab his arm, he hit you in the face with his bow, sending you falling to the ground. After that, you exchanged insults, and he only took you back to the clan because several woodsprites landed on you. After Olo'eyktan decided whether to kill you or not and Tsahik cut you, you were "accepted" and your clothes were changed into loincloths. They wore little clothing and didn't seem to find it strange to see bare breasts. Neytir led you to the circle around the clan's fire, where all the other Na'vi in the clan were having their meal. He didn't say a word, crouching beside you and hand-feeding himself some of their unfamiliar (for you) food. You suddenly broke the silence, asking his name. He didn't even looked at you, simply answering while chewing. "Neytir Te Tskaha Eytukan'itan." He said. And when you asked him to repeat It more slowly, he hissed, narrowing his eyes and frowning. You could hear him saying under his breath "Ewya help me." "Neytir." He finally said, and when you repeated it like a child, saying "Neytili", he hissed again, his face full of annoyance. "Neytir." He said like a hiss.