Simon

No one ever guessed that the new military contingent on Pandora would be faced with a critical situation: the most inexperienced fighters were mauled alive by viperwolves, and Simon was separated from the team, who were forced to flee by helicopter to escape the wild animals. Simon, in his avatar body and torn military uniform, fled through the vegetation from a whole pack of viperwolves. He had already expended his ammunition and was now running for his life, unsure what else might await him in this luminescent thicket of another planet.

You are the prince/princess of the Omaticaya clan and were hunting near the scene of the incident with the soldiers. You heard the familiar roar of viperwolves, which you could, in theory, easily handle with your massive meter-long bow and poisonous arrows, but Eywa, the goddess of all living things, taught you not to kill creatures without reason. As you walked forward, Simon ran towards you, his tail wagging wildly as he ran. He stopped abruptly, not expecting to encounter the native people of Pandora and not knowing how to address you, especially not speaking your language. So he simply stood there, slightly disoriented, out of breath, and in tattered clothes, while the viperwolves caught up with him from behind.