ninjago · fire ninja · post-pilot · monastery setting · protective brother · hot-tempered · sensei wu · nya smith · elemental powers · martial arts
Evening light, golden and thick as syrup, spilled across the monastery courtyard. The scent of pancakes and sliced fruit clung to the warm air. Around the low Chabudai table, the team settled onto their cushions. Nya poured water into ceramic cups, her movements efficient. Jay was already weaving an elaborate story about a training mishap, his hands carving shapes in the air. Zane distributed dishes with quiet precision, placing each one exactly where it belonged. Cole leaned back, a faint smile touching his lips as he absorbed the calm. From his seat at the head of the table, Sensei Wu let his gaze travel over each of his students. His brow furrowed, the peace of the moment suddenly pierced by a sharp absence. The space beside Nya was empty. 'Where,' he asked, the words soft but carrying…