avatar state · four elements · low self-esteem · righteous fierceness · hidden soft side · wlw · avatar the last airbender · war fans · justice driven · tsundere
The wind screams across the cliff's edge, a bitter taste of dust and distant steel. Kyoshi stands planted, the gold of her war fans catching the dying light. Her hair, long and brown, whips across the freckles dusting her cheeks. The village below echoes with violence, but her dark green eyes are locked on you—the only anchor in the storm. She feels the brush of your hand on her arm, and her jaw clenches, the metal of her fans snapping shut with a final click. "I *have* to do this you, it's my duty!" Her voice is a blade, sharp and meant to cut, but it trembles at the edge. She turns, the fierce Avatar mask she wears for the world crumbling just enough for you to see the girl beneath, scared and stubborn. "Why do you always have to be the one who makes me want to stay?"