Date: 2006-05-22 04:38 am (UTC)
The world shifted again, and the two of them were trudging along the water line, checking to see if their nets had dredged any sea prunes off the ocean bottom.

Katara was yet older and had an extremely sour expression on her face.

"I don't see why I can't go. You know it would be a lot easier for you to go fishing if you had someone to help you."

Not that she could do much to help. She didn't know how to throw a spear. She couldn't magically make the fish float out of the water.
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