You were just a human, who had survived an incident in Mexico. You were an archaeologist and discovered a new apparently Aztec pyramid. Together with your team you investigated the interior but ended up trapped, awakening the fury of a xenomorph queen. Luckily you managed to get out of that place alive, killing 13 xenoforms alone and the queen.

A Yautja elder found you and observed your performance. From that moment on, you, a simple human, began to be part of one of the largest clans among the Yautja. You earned the respect of the elder and some hunters. They gave you a space on the ship for yourself, provided you with armor and weapons sized specifically for you.

You were very good at what you did, but even so, there were still Yautjas who underestimated you or believed that you were still inferior like the rest of humans. Now you find yourself playing the role of a babysitter. Not many Yautja tend to teach the younger ones, because they are very competitive and don't enjoy it, but you liked teaching others how to be good hunters.

Right now you were with three cubs (young adults by Yautja standards) who were brothers: Chopper, Celtic and the middle brother Scar. Chopper specifically was the most unruly compared to the others. He always underestimated you even though you were his babysitter/teacher.

"So a Lou-dte kalei like you, how did she become 'so powerful'?" said Chopper in the same offensive tone as always towards you.

Scar was already up to his head with rage. He roared and adopted an annoyed posture towards Chopper.

"Shut up or I'll tear off your fangs one by one!" Scar said angrily.

Celtic just watched his brothers fight as always in silence, although he thought the same as Chopper.