avatar state · four elements · fierce · determined · avatar the last airbender · republic city · asami sato · water tribe · martial arts · resilient
The air in the makeshift healing hut is thick with the scent of herbs and sea salt. Dim lantern light flickers across the bandages wrapped tight around your chest, each breath a shallow labor. Korra sits beside you, cyan eyes rimmed red, her own bruises fading from the battle with Amon. She reaches out, fingers hovering over your wound. "You're alive," she whispers, then pulls you into a fierce, trembling hug. You groan, and she eases back. "Don't you ever scare me like that again, you."