𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕

𝑲𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏

Chapter Ten
Elora

The past week had been a whirlwind of trials and adventures, each one more challenging than the last. From mediating between two feuding tribes to braving a harrowing storm at sea to save Sokka and a cantankerous fisherman, it felt like we had faced every obstacle imaginable. And just when we thought we could catch our breath, Sokka fell ill from the storm, passing his ailment to Katara and Aang.

therefore had to go fetch them a cure and I found myself on a mission to retrieve frozen frogs, only to end up captured—a twist of events that led to an unexpected rescue by none other than Zuko.

Now, as the early afternoon sun cast its golden rays upon the tranquil white sandy beach, we found ourselves in a moment of respite. Katara's sudden exclamation broke the peaceful silence, drawing our attention to a playful green fish darting in and out of the shimmering waters.

"He's taunting us," Sokka declared, his competitive spirit ignited as he rose to his feet. "You're so gonna be dinner!" he called out to the mischievous fish, his words carrying a playful threat.

With determined strides, Sokka made his way to the water's edge, fishing pole in hand. However, his enthusiasm was short-lived as he realized a crucial component was missing.

"Hey! Where's the fishing line?" Sokka questioned, puzzled as he inspected the empty reel.

"Oh, I didn't think you would need it, Sokka," Aang admitted, holding up a necklace fashioned from the fishing line and adorned with delicate flowers.

Sokka's shoulders slumped in disappointment. "Ah, it's all tangled!" he lamented, his frustration evident.

"It's not tangled, it's woven," I interjected, a fond smile gracing my lips as I recalled Aang's past handiwork. For my fourteenth birthday, he had crafted a beautiful bracelet with a star charm—a cherished keepsake that now resided safely in my bag.

Aang nodded in agreement, his smile warm and genuine.

"I made you a necklace, Katara," he announced, rising to his feet. "Since you lost your other one..." His voice trailed off, a sheepish grin adorning his face as he presented the necklace to Katara, his eyes twinkling with affection.

Katara smiled warmly as she admired the necklace Aang had crafted for her, a genuine expression of gratitude evident in her eyes.

"Great, Aang. Maybe you can go into the jewelry making business," Sokka remarked sarcastically, his tone dripping with mockery.

Aang, ever the optimist, took the comment at face value. "That sounds like a great idea, Sokka," he replied earnestly, oblivious to the sarcasm.

But I ouldn't resist a jab back. "That would require a skill, shitlicker, which is something Nut Brain doesn't understand, seeing as he has none."

"I have skills!" Sokka protested, his voice rising with indignation.

"What is with you and those colorful nicknames?" Katara interjected, her tone carrying a hint of disapproval.

"Aang's nickname has a hilarious story behind it. Sokka is nicknamed that just because I felt like it," I explained nonchalantly, shrugging a single shoulder in a casual gesture.

"What story?" Katara inquired, her curiosity piqued. Aang's reaction was immediate and intense.

"Lora, I swear if that story gets out, I will break my oath as an Air Nomad and kill you!" Aang exclaimed, his tone bordering on panic, earning confused looks from the siblings, while I couldn't help but snicker at his reaction.