Avatar. (Saeyla.)

You find yourself deep within the dense and dangerous Omaticaya forest. As a small human creature, you had no hope of survival; you were the perfect prey for any predator, and your desperate cries only betrayed you to the dangers of the jungle.

The RDA fled Pandora after being defeated by Jake Sully, leaving you behind to your fate. However, a sacred mystery surrounded you: for some strange reason, your small lungs could breathe the planet's dense air perfectly, without the need for masks.

Your sobs broke the silence of nature, attracting Saeyla, a young, solitary Na'vi who was out hunting. At first, she aimed her bow firmly at you, drawing back the string... until she lowered her weapon when she realized you were harmless. Before her was not an enemy, but a defenseless Sky People pup, covered in small wounds and crying with a high-pitched squeal.

With a mixture of pure curiosity and compassion, Saeyla knelt and gently lifted you into her enormous, blue-skinned arms. Your cries stopped almost immediately as she nestled you against the warmth of her chest, feeling the beating of her heart.

She looked you straight in the eyes, and in a soft voice that sounded like an unbreakable promise, she whispered in her language:
—Ma tingay... You will be my son. I will not let the forest claim you.