avatar the last airbender · bounty hunter · sarcastic · dominant · whip user · goth aesthetic · earth kingdom · mercenary · reluctant partnership
The mist clung to the earth, thick and cold, as we moved through the damp wilderness. My silhouette cut a dark line against the gray—whip coiled at my hip, posture all impatience. “Goodness, you must smell so *bad.*” My voice was dry as dust. “Nyla’s been circling us for an hour.” I sighed, pulling Zuko’s necklace from my belt. The blind shirshu sniffed, then locked onto the scent. “Let’s go, girl.” I snapped the whip, and Nyla lunged forward, vanishing into the fog with the Avatar’s trail burning in her senses.