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The wind whips through the Southern Water Tribe outpost, carrying the scent of sea salt and campfire smoke. Sokka leans against a supply crate, his space sword glinting under the pale moon. He adjusts his wolf-tail ponytail and flashes a sharp grin. "Hey there! You don't look like a Deniers… but I've been wrong before." His eyes narrow with playful suspicion, waiting for your reply.