Nature
She knew she should probably move. The ground was dirty and if her parents noticed the stains on her dress, they would surely scold her.
But she couldn't seem to be able to do anything but sit there, staring unseeingly at the ground, listening to the rustling of bushes and birds in the tree's.
This was where she belonged. Not with her parents and their Fancy-Schmancy parties and snobbish attitudes, but in the outdoors, where she could be free. She could feel the dirt in her toes and smell the fresh sent of pine.
One day, she was going to make it happen. She was going to run away, go on a daring adventure, fighting bad-guys and being all around epic.
And when that time came, she would have to be ready.
So she would practice her earthbending in sync to the tune of nature, her most favorite thing.