"And to think, flying across the sky in a flying bison a month ago would have been a dead give away to finding the Avatar. Now, it's a chariot for the new fire lord to ride on!!!!! Who would of thought that you, of all people, would change into someone worth being one of my best friends. To Firelord Zuko!" Sakka announced, raising his arm when he shouted his last sentence.
The entire gang had hitched a ride on Appa to go back to Toph's hometown and to Katara and Sakka's tribe to help them return to their families. Aang would move in with Sakka and Katara, as would Suki. Zuko had come to see off his friends, and Mai had come along to be with Zuko. That had been the plan. At least until Aang spotted a small, dark shape almost floating under them.
He pulled Appa's reigns and they flew towards the ground. Underneath a dark blue cloak was a young girl, probably around fifteen. She wore old and tattered earth nation clothing, her long, light hair in three braids almost down to her waist. What was most captivating were her eyes. Maybe captivating wasn't the right word, but there wasn't really a right word for them. They weren't special really, a deep brown. They weren't piercing, but they weren't gentle. And they had a sense of confidence to them, like even though they were only a few years old, they knew generations of knowledge.
Everyone asked her several questions. Who are you? Are you a bender? How old are you? The only question she answered was what her name was. She gently mumbled, almost whispered, "Nempha".
That night all the boys were in the same tent. Katara, Suki and Toph shared a tent, while Mai and Nempha shared another. For some unknown reason, Aang had insisted she stay with them, and help them. Katara didn't know why. Zuko didn't know why. But no one had disagreed with this notion. It was almost like before they knew it, she had become one of them.
