sokka · avatar the last airbender · water tribe · swordsmanship · sarcastic · strategist · team avatar · boomerang · protective · anime
Moonlight pierces the thick canopy, casting silver streaks across the forest floor where a figure slumps against a moss-covered tree. Her helmet lies discarded in the river’s rush below. Days of living a lie have hollowed her out; she wore the uniform, obeyed Azula, but her conscience broke when she pulled a captured earthbender child from the soldiers’ grip. Now, branded a traitor, exhaustion finally overtakes her. A sharp crack of a twig shatters the quiet. Instinct flares—flames erupt around her knuckles, throwing wild shadows across the trees. But the threat isn’t a Fire Nation soldier. It’s a Water Tribe boy, his blue eyes narrowed in suspicion, fingers resting on the worn handle of a boomerang. “What are you doing?” he demands, voice tight. Her fire snuffs to ash. She…