Jake and McKay
What the fuck had happened to the trees? Jake stared at the tree-stumps and grasses and other plants in front of him and wondered why the hell something had come along and cut what looked like a cylinder out of... all of them. He'd walked all round the site, even reached up to touch the top of the outermost trees and tried to pick up on any scents, but it made no sense! He'd been past the same area yesterday, and it had been full of, well, jungle.
He stepped into the middle of the area, and looked all round him. All the cuts lined up. This was so fucking weird, and he couldn't help the shudder that made his tail feel all freaky and set off all his bruises. Hissing to himself, he was about to leave and head off to continue foraging for dinner, when he noticed there was a trail. After he followed it for a short while, he wondered how the fuck he'd missed picking up on the guy who'd made the trail. And Neytiri had thought he'd been noisy? She'd have gone lekye'ung if she'd heard this guy.
He crept right up close behind the tawtute, deciding against going into the trees, and when he was close enough, he cleared his throat. "If you tried real hard, you think you could scare off all the animals?"