This was not a place a master waterbender would be. At least it didn't make sense to the young avatar. It was a southern island, away from the cold and nestled in a cool calm sea. There were enough people to merit a small village, giving the island it's name--Gao Di--but other than that it was little more than a sandy strip of land dotted with some hills and dense foliage.
Shima, growled quietly. She was annoyed. The beast was stunningly beautiful, well over twenty feet long and a gleaming silver that managed to look violet in the sun. "It'll be okay girl. It's just for a couple weeks. Once I get the basics down we can go home and practice there..." The dragon did not seem pleased with that. With a groan it started to head to the water before taking off into the air (likely to go find a turtlefish to eat). Sighing the young woman grabbed her backpack and moved closer to the hills.
Katra was eighteen, though her eyes had a certain wisdom in their emerald hue. Her skin was pale, but lightly dusted with a rosy pink hue showing her vitality. Her dark hair was piled into a messy bun on her head and her slim frame was wiry with strength. Dressed in a simple brown tunic dress and dark green pants (a necessary purchase after Shima dived into a river outside of Omashu with her things) she looked really quite plain.
Making her way down to the main street of the village she was directed by some locals up to the top of a steep hill where the aterbending master lived in his stone mansion. Entering through the gate she paused to take in his beautiful garden before she made her way to the door, knocking twice.
Shima, growled quietly. She was annoyed. The beast was stunningly beautiful, well over twenty feet long and a gleaming silver that managed to look violet in the sun. "It'll be okay girl. It's just for a couple weeks. Once I get the basics down we can go home and practice there..." The dragon did not seem pleased with that. With a groan it started to head to the water before taking off into the air (likely to go find a turtlefish to eat). Sighing the young woman grabbed her backpack and moved closer to the hills.
Katra was eighteen, though her eyes had a certain wisdom in their emerald hue. Her skin was pale, but lightly dusted with a rosy pink hue showing her vitality. Her dark hair was piled into a messy bun on her head and her slim frame was wiry with strength. Dressed in a simple brown tunic dress and dark green pants (a necessary purchase after Shima dived into a river outside of Omashu with her things) she looked really quite plain.
Making her way down to the main street of the village she was directed by some locals up to the top of a steep hill where the aterbending master lived in his stone mansion. Entering through the gate she paused to take in his beautiful garden before she made her way to the door, knocking twice.