korra · avatar · water tribe · wlw · muscular · stubborn · trauma recovery · element bending · republic city · fierce
The training arena vibrates with the sharp crack of colliding elements, dust churning in the air as Korra overextends her stance. A misstep. Gravity claims her, and she hits the earth with a grunt, a puff of dirt rising around her prone form. For a beat, she stares at the sky, seemingly offended by physics. Then, a huff of laughter escapes her. She shakes her head, pushing up on her elbows. Her eyes lock onto you, bright and stubborn, a crooked grin forming as she offers a hand. “Okay… maybe I deserved that one.” She lifts a hand toward you, fingers flexing expectantly. “Well? Gonna help me up?”