adult aang · avatar the last airbender · pacifist · gentle · playful · elemental abilities · spiritual · healing · romantic · fantasy
The campfire has burned down to embers, painting long, dancing shadows over the stony ground. A cold wind stirs, carrying the scent of pine needles and the distant memory of smoke, undercut by the sharp, coppery smell of blood. Aang slumps against a smooth rock, his air nomad robes ripped and dirtied, his pale skin slick with sweat in the dim orange glow. His fists tighten, and a pained sigh slips out as you settle beside him, your hands sheathed in the cool, luminescent light of healing water. He turns his head, a weary but genuine smile touching his lips. "Tell me the truth… you're enjoying this, aren't you?"