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𝘟𝘐. 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯

・┈ﾟ⊹°✩┆wavering emotions ⟢

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⤷⁺‧₊˚ ཐི┆𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘗𝘛𝘌𝘙 [011]༺

𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐀'𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐀𝐋𝐀 𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊.

It notices the bison approach to its right, it turns its head, chirps, and dives under water as a large shadow passes it by.

Laughing under your breath, puffs of white come out, the mixture of warm and cold air creating a small cloud.

Rubbing your mittened hands together you sat up. The once thin fire nation outfit being thrown out and replaced once again by the warm clothes the siblings had provided you.

Sokka hangs lazily over the back of Appa's saddle beside you, grumpily. "I'm not one to complain, but can't Appa fly any higher?"

Sokka's words barely left his lips as Appa loses more altitude and his paws drag through the water momentarily, before rising slightly again.

A bored Katara props herself up on her elbows, staring into nothingness in front of her, and a peeved Aang looking back from atop Appa's head.

"I have an idea! Why don't we all get on your-" Pointing angrily at Sokka; you and Katara briefly look at Aang, but resume staring off into the iceberg filled sea. "back and you could fly us to the North Pole?!"

Sokka gazes over his shoulder. "I'd love to." He began sarcastically and gestured to his back. "Climb on everyone, Sokka's ready for take off."

A chirping Momo hops on his back, making him shoot an angry glare at the animal.

The latter continues his angry stare at the older boy.

Katara waves her hands up and down while shifting looks between Aang and Sokka. "Look, we're all just a little tired and cranky because we've been flying for two days straight."

Momo takes a seat in our lap, soaking in the natural warmth that resonated within you.

"And for what? We can't even find the Northern Water Tribe." Sokka shot back.