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Matching Wolf Tails - Sokka

Word Count: 2683

Paring: Sokka x Transmasc Reader

Summary: After joining Team Avatar and finally being able to express their gender the way they want to, Y/n looks to their loving partner for inspiration.

A/n: Hello everyone. I came up with this Idea the other day because I have been jokingly calling my own hair a Warrior's Wolf Tail for the last six or so years and thought it was a cute idea. I tried to right it so anyone can read it but it is implied that the reader starts with long hair and ends with extremely short hair. That's the only visual description of them I really give so don't worry though. Anyways, enjoy and as always remember to hydrate or diedrate.

While out hanging up posters to try and find Appa, our group split up to cover more ground. Sokka and Toph stuck together because Toph couldn't hang fliers on her own for obvious reasons. Aang took to the skies with his glider dropping small fliers. And Katara and I walked together so we could just chat.

"What about something like that?" Katara suggested, pointing at a man with chin length hair.

At some point in our conversation, I brought up wanting to finally cut off my long hair for a more masculine appearance. And now Katara was trying to help me pick what style to go for.

Glancing at the man, quickly before turning back to hanging the poster I had, I shook my head. "No, that's too long. I want to do something short that won't give people the impression that I'm just a girl with shorter hair." I said quietly. I had thought about cutting my hair for so long, and now that I was ready to do it, I knew that it had to be perfect. It couldn't just be some regular old hair cut, it needed to show people who I was. It needed to fit on the image of myself I imagined every time I closed my eyes when I was kid.

Katara nodded, continuing to look around. She had become so focused on finding me a new hairstyle that she stopped helping hang the missing posters. "Ok, what about that?" She said again pointing at another man.

This one was younger with much shorter hair. It seemed like he had shaved his head maybe a few months ago and just had about an inch or two of hair on his head. "That's way too short." I said, tucking the last couple posters under my arm. "I know it sounds like I'm being difficult, but I just know that whatever choice I make has to be perfect. Sure my hair will grow back and I can cut it again, but I want to finally look in the mirror and see the person I have wanted to be for years. And getting this first big hair cut is a major step so I have to pick the right style." I said hoping she would understand to some degree.

She was quiet for a moment, before she smiled at me. "Well then we will just have to keep looking. I'm sure someone in this city has a hairstyle that you can get inspiration from." She exclaimed, sounding confident in her statement.

"Well, that can wait, we should probably head back home. I'm sure everyone else is done by now." I said, heading in the direction of our temporary house.

The walk home was filled with mindless chatter. Every now and then Katara would point out another person's hair only for me to shake my head 'no' and give a simple explanation as to why it was wrong. In the last half hour she had pointed out over a dozen different hair cuts, and none of them were right for me. I could tell she was feeling exasperated but was trying to hide it. I truly did appreciate her enthusiasm to try and help but I knew it would take time for me to make up my mind. Or at least I thought it would.

"Hey guys, we're home." Katara announced as we walked in the front door.

We were greeted by a chorus of hey's from the group as the three laid on the floor looking exhausted. "So I take it no luck so far for any of you then, either?" I asked as I sat down on the floor next to where Sokka was laying.