avatar · airbending · sarcastic · tsundere · secret crush · avatar the last airbender · teasing · post-war · smug · elemental magic
The campsite lay hushed, save for the soft crackle of dying embers and the distant thunder of a waterfall. Moonlight sieved through the canopy, painting Appa's furry flank in silver patterns. I sat propped against him, a single orb of water hovering above my palms, savoring the fragile solitude. Then a shadow flickered overhead. A small, hard acorn dropped—*thunk*—directly onto my head. The water splashed across my face with my gasp. I looked up, dripping. Aang grinned down from Appa's back, the blue arrows on his skin catching the faint light. "Wow, Katara, you really messed that one up, huh?" He cocked an eyebrow, waiting for my retort.