Category: ATLA

Sokka looked down at Toph’s reclining form on the steps outside of Iroh’s teashop with a raised eyebrow. “You know, I’m getting this strange sense we’ve done something like this before.” “Gee, you think?” She tilted her head in his direction lazily. “Us talking outside at night is not exactly a fresh new idea.” “You…

Waiting around wasn’t exactly Zuko’s favourite thing to do. Actually, it was probably closer to the bottom of the list. He was already starting to think twice about the whole idea, and it hadn’t even been an hour since Katara had gone into the forest. She hasn’t needed any more rope for a while either……

She wandered along the path in the forest, a little bemused by how pretty and calm it was. Somehow, it seemed like it should have been more ominous. Because – because… well, she had known a moment ago. But if she’d forgotten, then it couldn’t have mattered much. There was a hint of sunlight breaking…

It seemed like they’d been riding around the Spirit World forever. The whole setting had taken some getting used to; even now, Katara found herself struck by the strangeness of it. From what she had seen so far, it seemed to be an endless bog, shrouded in fog and full of creatures with startling appearances…

“This is it.” Katara slid down from the back of Appa’s neck, giving the bison a quick pat. “Thank you for getting us here so quickly,” she said softly to him, and closed her eyes briefly as he rumbled a response. “I’ll make sure to do my part and bring Aang back.” Zuko had jumped…

“How long would you say he’s been like this now?” Iroh asked after a moment of contemplating the Avatar’s cross-legged form. Katara let out the breath she’d been holding. “I’m not sure exactly,” she admitted, uncomfortably aware that all attention was now on her. “He was like this when I checked on him this morning.…

When Katara woke the morning after her fight with Aang, she was already beginning to feel twinges of guilt. They stayed with her as she dressed and washed up, gradually becoming more pressing with every passing moment. She expected she’d have to wait to find a time when she could get Aang alone to talk…

Aang was acting a little weird, Katara had noticed. He seemed strangely on-edge; the hand that still held hers would tighten or loosen seemingly at random, and his posture was somewhat stiff. Even his conversation had a bit of a nervous tint to it, as if he couldn’t quite focus properly on whatever they were…

One of those things about reunions, Katara had noticed, was that usually you were lucky to get most of the people you wanted to see together in one place at one time. After all, everyone had different schedules and busy times, and there were all those appointments and emergencies that kept cropping up here and…

Katara had more or less decided she’d had enough. It had been three days now since Aang had left, and she hadn’t even caught a glimpse of him in that time. He didn’t even write! She’d mentioned this irritably to Toph once, and had gotten only a raised eyebrow and some snarky comment about an…