Legend of Gyawa: Book One - Water ✔️

Chapter Twelve: Bato of the Water Tribe

"Did someone loose something?" Katara asked, as we walked through the brush to see Aang and Sokka looking everywhere for something.

"No we found something!" Aang replied, making Katara more confused.

"It's burned, there was a battle." Sokka stated, as he found a burned arrow head. "Water Tribe warriors ambushed a group of Fire Benders, the Fire Benders fought back but the warriors got them down this hill." Sokka took us out of the forest, from following the tracks.

"So then what happened?" Aang asked, after we ran to the beach.

"I don't know, the trail ends here." Sokka said, as he stood alone in the sand.

"Wait look!" Katara shouted, as she pointed to a Water Tribe ship.

"It's one of our boats!" Sokka gasped.

"Is this dad's boat?" Katara asked, touching it like it was home.

"No, but it's from his fleet. Dad was here!"

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That night we set up camp there, it was night when Sokka heard something. "Who's there?!" He warned at a man walking up.

"Sokka?"

"Bato?" Sokka and he said, to each other, as they recognized the other.

"Who the what now?" Aang asked, as he got up.

"Bato!"

"Sokka, Katara, it is so good to see you two! You've grown so much." Bato smiled, as they hugged him.

"Hi, I'm Aang." Aang waved, only to realize they worn't paying attention to him.

"Where's dad?"

"Is he here?" Katara and Sokka asked, over each other.

"No. He and the other warriors should be in the Eastern Earth Kingdom by now."

Aang looked back at me barely getting out of bed.

"This is no place for a reunion, let's get inside." Bato said, after a cold breeze rushed by.

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"After I was wounded, your father carried me to this Abbey. The sisters have cared for me ever since." Bayou explained as we walked into an Abbey. "Superior, these are Hokoda's children. They've been traveling with the Avatar. I found them by my boat." Boto said, making a gesture to us.

"Young Avatar, it gives me great joy to be in your presence. Welcome to our Abbey." The superior nodded, and gentle smile.

"Thank you, it's nice to see someone still carry out traditions, if there's anything-"

"What smells so good, Bato?" Sokka as he sniffed the air, completely interrupting me.

"The sisters craft ointments and perfumes." Bato replied. 

"Perfume. Maybe we could dump some on Appa, because he sticks so much. Am I right?" Sokka asked, holding his nose.

"You have your father's wit." Bato commented to Sakkasm.

"Bato, it looks like home." Katara gasped as we went in the room the sisters made for him.

"Everythings here, even the pelts." Sokka added, as they sat on the furs, around a fire.

"Yeah nothing better than dead animal skins." Aang said, looking around uneasy.

"Aang." I nudged.