http://flyingsister.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] flyingsister.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] beliefovermisery 2006-05-22 05:59 am (UTC)

Katara was twelve now and Sokka was thirteen and their father had left for the ships. Gran-gran was off consoling some of the other women.

And Katara sat there, glaring at her brother in his war paint, as he packed his things, petting Flo the highly flammable cat-seal.

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