It's a blur - his arms go from full to empty, Katara just a bit older in front of him. He can feel the vibration in his throat when he groans aloud, the leather strap that falls from his fingers where he was learning to sharpen the boomerang.
"Katara, why are you bringing one of those in here? They have their own homes and you steal enough of theh jerky already!"
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Date: 2006-05-22 03:21 am (UTC)"Katara, why are you bringing one of those in here? They have their own homes and you steal enough of theh jerky already!"