Traveling Part 2

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Kataras POV:
I finish washing the girls clothes and head back over you our campsite where I see Aang petting the girls arctic wolf.  "Aang!"  I yell, "Be careful!!  That wolf almost bit Sokkas hand off!"  "Oh she's not so bad, she's just protecting her friend, that's all, I completly understand."  I nod at Aang and walk over and kneel down next to him, "So, how did you get the wolf to like you?"  He looks over and smiles at me, "I just grabbed some of the wolf treats the girl had in her bag," he pulls out what look like little bits of meat and puts them in my hand, I look over and see the wolf wagging her tail, "Here you go girl."

The arctic wolf slowly makes her way over to me but never takes her paw off the girls chest. She gently takes the treats out of my hand and then backs away.  "Hey Aang?"  "Ya Katara?"  "I have to check the girls wounds,". He just smiles at me not understanding, "the wounds on her chest..." He still just stares at me, "Aang, I have to remove all the clothing from the girls CHEST!"  "Oh..ok I'll go look for some nuts for me, Momo and Appa." 

I wait for Aang to completly leave the area and then gently start to remove the bonding from the girls chest, she slightly winces since the bandages are stuck on the cuts, I whisper soothing words to her as I do this, I get a bowl of warm water and a few rags and start to clean her wounds, every once and awhile I see little winces on the girls face, I smooth her hair and coo to her, I am in the middle of re wrapping her wounds when all of the sudden the girl gasps and sits up abruptly, I hurry to cover up her bare areas with a blanket in case either of the boys show up, "Hey, Shhhh Shhhh it's ok, your safe, my name is Katara, I'm just trying to make you a little more comfortable," as I say this I feel her hand tighten around my wrist I put my hand on her head and smooth her hair down in an attempt to calm her, "what's your name?"  She stares at me for a few seconds with a pain look on her face and gets one word out before collapsing back down onto my now sweat covered sleeping bag...."Anya."

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