𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟐: 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 (𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐀)
This is the second season of 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝
The world is divided into four nations -- the Water Tribe, the Earth Kingdom, the Fire Nation and and the Air Nomads -- each represented by a natural elemen...
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-NO ONE POV-
"FOUR WEEKS AGO ..."
Cut to Toph holding up the sinking library.
Toph: No! Stop sinking!
Cut to Appa growling as sandbenders tie him with ropes. One sandbenders tugs on a rope tied to Appa's head. Appa lifts his head, sending the sandbender flying and tumbling through the sand. Two more sandbenders let go of their ropes and scatter to avoid Appa's tail.
Appa becomes more annoyed.
Toph: Don't make me put this down!
She lets go of the library and sends a slice of sand at the sandbenders, which misses completely. She grabs the library again.
Ghashiun: Put a muzzle on him!
One sandbender throws a rope around Appa's mouth, but Appa breaks it and makes the sandbender fall down. Another sandbender throws a rope around Appa's horn and Appa's sends the sandbender that tried to put a muzzle on him flying through the air.
Appa takes off, but a sandbender throws a rope around Appa's leg and uses sandbending to secure his feet. The other sandbenders follow his lead and they all force Appa to the ground. A sand-sailer sails next to Appa.
The sandbenders use their sandbending to drag Appa with three sailers. Cut to Toph, still holding onto the library.
Toph: [Regretfully.] I'm sorry, Appa. [She sniffles and closes her eyes.]
The camera pans to the right to show Appa. Cut next to Appa, who lowers his eyes. Fade to the sun and pan down to the sailers crossing the desert. On one of the sailers, Ghashiun lowers his mask and signals them to stop.
Ghashiun: Ransack his saddle. Who knows what treasures are stashed in there!
Two sandbenders run up to Appa, who growls when they approach.
Ghashiun: He's tied up good. He can't hurt you.
The two sandbenders jump onto Appa's saddle, stirring some sand. Appa sneezes, sending the center sailer into a sand dune. Cut to Ghashiun and a sandbender, who talk while, in the background, two sandbenders throw the contents of Appa's saddle in the background onto the ground.
Sandbender #1: [To Ghashiun.] What's your father gonna do when he finds out we lost a sand-sailer?
Ghashiun: Nothing. It's the one we stole from the Hami Tribe. [To the two sandbenders on Appa's saddle.] Did you empty the saddle?
He walks up to Sokka's club among a sleeping pad, hair tie and parasol.
Ghashiun: That's it? Nothing but garbage!
Sandbender #2: [Jumps off Appa with the other sandbender and kicks a box.] Doesn't matter. We'll still make a profit from selling him to those beetle-headed merchants.
