The Tale of Y/n.
You walked down the street, looking at all of the run-down buildings. Katara and Toph were having a 'girl's day' and you had respectfully declined the invitation, saying that you weren't interested in a makeover.
You'd been curious about the 'lower ring' since you passed it when you first got here, anyway. You felt that these refugees might need help, and they'd certainly have stories to tell. You wondered if you would encounter Ying, her husband and their new baby, Hope.
Sokka and Aang had said that they were going to do some exploring, too, but Sokka was exploring the 'upper ring' and Aang was exploring the 'middle ring'.
You were left to explore the 'lower ring' on your own.
The people there didn't seem inclined to do much talking. They would give you strange looks as you walked by, sharpening their swords or pounding their knuckles.
You walked through the crowded streets, wondering how these people survived here. Everything was so broken down, it was a wonder some of the buildings didn't collapse.
"Excuse me?"
You looked down, seeing a young girl of about five looking up at you. You crouched down to her level. "Yes?"
"I lost my mommy." The girl confessed, tears in her eyes.
"I'll help find your mommy, don't worry." You assured. You began walking, looking around for any frantic women. "What does your mother look like?"
"B- Brown hair, green eyes..." The girl paused, thinking. "Only a little taller than you."
"What's her name?" You asked, still looking.
The girl looked at you as if you'd grown a second head. "Mommy." She stated as if it was obvious.
You rolled your eyes at your dumb question. "Right, sorry." No five-year old would know their mother's real name. "Do you know where your mother was when you lost her?"
"She was at the market." The girl spoke, rubbing her nose with the back of her sleeve.
"Can you show me where that is?" You asked.
The girl nodded, running off.
You weaved through people, not wanting to lose sight of the girl. It was getting dark, and you hoped you would find her mother before it was hard to see.
"She was here." The girl informed, pointing to the ground in front of a mango basket.
"Can I help you, miss?" The man behind it asked.
"Yeah, do you remember a brunette woman with green eyes? Not much taller than me?" You asked, keeping an eye on the girl.
The man reeled back slightly, clearly expecting you to have made some sort of comment about the fruit he was selling.
You looked at him, raising an eyebrow expectantly as you waited for an answer. "Well?" You prompted when he still didn't say anything.
"No, I don't think so."
"Come on, think."
"I don't- wait... yes. Yes, I remember a woman here that matches your description."
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Avatar: The Last Airbender
AdventureIn hunting down the thieves that took the waterbending scroll from Y/n's home, the North Pole, she finds the Avatar and his friends. Traveling with them to return to the North Pole, she goes on many adventures and decides she wants to stay with them...
