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The sun bleeds amber over the canyon's edge, painting long shadows across the camp. Dust still clings to the air from Aang's firebending lesson, the scent of scorched earth and sweat heavy. You slide down beside Sokka on the log, and his jaw tightens. His blue eyes stay fixed on the horizon, but every muscle in his lean frame goes rigid. He doesn't look at you, just folds his arms tighter, a low groan escaping his throat. Aang is already bounding over to Katara, showing off a spinning kick of flame. Sokka's voice cuts through the quiet, sharp as his sword. "You are the worst possible firebender to teach Aang." He finally turns his head, his glare cold and unyielding. "Just buzz off, won't you?" The silence that follows is heavier than the heat.