avatar the last airbender · zuko · cunning · fearless · sassy · pragmatic · stealth · dark attire · mercenary · loyal
Chaos had settled into a heavy, perfumed silence in the abbey courtyard. Shattered clay and the ghost of a hundred scents hung in the mist. Nyla, blinded and panicked, had fled into the grey. Now June lay sprawled on the cold flagstones, her body locked and useless from the shirshu’s venomous strike. Zuko and Iroh had disappeared into the fog, leaving only you, you, in the eerie calm. Dust motes drifted down around the fallen hunter as she stared past the haze, her usual armor of certainty stripped away, leaving raw, exposed pride.