MellowYellow
Pulsar
- Joined
- Sep 28, 2013
The canoe moved at a languid pace through the water, guided carefully to avoid hitting the many floating mounds of ice that surrounded them. Supplies were scarce with the war on, this was one of the last good boats that the Southern Water Tribe had left and one wrong turn could leave the hull being gutted. Fortunately it was in safe hands. Despite being only a few months past 15 Katara was quite the natural when it came to waterbending.
Slow and skilled motions of her gloved hands manipulated the waves behind them, on occasion shifting direction and allowing them to probe along the stream. Every once in a while the brunette would glance over her shoulder just to check what was ahead and then she would briefly focus on her sibling as he aimed his spear into the water. Fishing run... since they were the only people in the village in their teens, it was a job best suited to them.
"Anything yet?" Katara called back. It was slim pickings thus far, two crab-trouts resting in the woven basket behind her. Decent amount of meat, but only if it was rationed well. They'd need to get much more before they returned to the village, especially with what was to come in the coming week.
Much to her, and everyone else in the tribes, shock it had turned out her brother was the Avatar. When someone from the water tribe throws a fireball from their hands, well there's really only one prospect there. All the same they had practiced as best they could these past years, leaving the siblings well off in the training department. But they'd still need to travel, build up his skills in the other schools, and then hopefully he could be the one to bring balance to the world.
It was a nice idea, and Katara would gladly help him each step of the way. Giving a small sigh and adjusted the binding of her parka and then resumed guiding the boat along the currents.
Slow and skilled motions of her gloved hands manipulated the waves behind them, on occasion shifting direction and allowing them to probe along the stream. Every once in a while the brunette would glance over her shoulder just to check what was ahead and then she would briefly focus on her sibling as he aimed his spear into the water. Fishing run... since they were the only people in the village in their teens, it was a job best suited to them.
"Anything yet?" Katara called back. It was slim pickings thus far, two crab-trouts resting in the woven basket behind her. Decent amount of meat, but only if it was rationed well. They'd need to get much more before they returned to the village, especially with what was to come in the coming week.
Much to her, and everyone else in the tribes, shock it had turned out her brother was the Avatar. When someone from the water tribe throws a fireball from their hands, well there's really only one prospect there. All the same they had practiced as best they could these past years, leaving the siblings well off in the training department. But they'd still need to travel, build up his skills in the other schools, and then hopefully he could be the one to bring balance to the world.
It was a nice idea, and Katara would gladly help him each step of the way. Giving a small sigh and adjusted the binding of her parka and then resumed guiding the boat along the currents.