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"Sokka dear, watch over Katara for a moment please?" asked his mother, as she went to exit their tent. Sokka grumbled and plopped down on his butt. Ugh. It sucked being the oldest.

"Fine" drawled Sokka, looking over to his little sister. She was immersed in playing with a small pile of snow she brought in, eyebrows furrowed as she waved her hands back and forth. "What are you doing? Don't put snow on my bed!" cried Sokka. He quickly brushed the snow away.

"Hey! I was trying to bend!" complained Katara, crossing her little arms. She stuck her tongue out, and Sokka returned the motion, also crossing his arms.

But then, Katara burst out giggling at Sokka's ridiculous pouting face, and Sokka started laughing to. In a fit of giggles, they both slumped against each other just as their mother walked in. She laughed as well.

"Getting along?" she asked.

"Kinda" blurted Sokka.

-Next Day-

Kataras mom held Sokka and Katara's hands as they walked towards the tribe center, where all the mothers were gathered. Most were pregnant, talking and chattering about gossip and such. Katara saw no playmates, besides her brother. As usual.

Whenever all the men went hunting, it was almost a tradition that all the women and children gathered to connect and chat. Even though there wasn't many children around...or was there...

"HI YAHH!" someone shouted. A little girl, about Katara's age, burst through the circle of elders and women. "Take that you Fire Nation swine!" she yelled, kicking but slipping and falling in a snow drift. Her mother caught up, annoyed.

"Kian, there are no Fire Nation dear" she informed, pulling the girl up.

"Get behind me mum, I'll get em' for yah!" Kian yelped before taking off away from the circle of people. The other mothers giggled, and Sokka and Katara's mom grinned.

"A little wild, isn't she Emma?" She asked, giggling.

"You have no idea." Emma replied, smiling herself.

"YAHHHH" Kian roared, running. "Whu-" she tripped over her to big coat, plopping right into Gran Gran.

"Kian, you must be more careful!" Scolded her mother, giving an apoligizing look to Katara's grandmother.

"I am not Kian, I am Avatar Kuruk!" Kian boasted, then rushed away again.

Sokka watched as the other little girl played warrior, kind of like how Sokka and his dad played some times. Katara never wanted to play though, so he didn't get to play his favorite game. He let go of his moms hand as she sat down, shyly walking over to the energy filled little girl. Katara followed her big brother, curious o the other girl.

"C-can I play?" Sokka piped up. Kian stopped her playing, looking over at the two. She stood straight, getting up from her warrior like stance. Her hood hung over her eyes, and her sleeves flopped over her hands easily.

Katara came up from behind he brother, looking at the younger girl. "Please?"

Kian seemed to be in deep thought. "Hmm..." a mischievous grin appeared on her face. "Only if you can handle..." she slowly lowered herself to the ground, gathering some snow. "A sneak attack!" She threw the snow ball at Sokka, hitting him right in the face.

He swiped off the snow, making his own snowball and chasing Kian with a surprised laugh. Katara giggled and followed, chasing 'Avatar Kuruk'.

Kalin watched her children play with Kian, all of them tackling and throwing snowballs. She smiled, then went back to talking with Emma.

"Haha! You can't-oof!" Kian got socked in the face by Katara's snowball, knocking her off her feet. Katara gasped and ran over, worried. Kian got up, her hood off and dark brown frizzy hair everywhere. It was somewhat contained in a ponytail, and her bangs went past her forehead and just went past her eyebrows, much like her mothers.

"I've been shot!" Kian yelped, holding her gut and collapsing again, eyes squeezed shut. Sokka, who was well into the game, rushed to her side.

"No! Avatar Kuruk!" Sokka gasped. Kian dramatically let out a breath.

"Avenge me..." she whispered, before finally playing dead.

It was like that for a moment, before Kian started laughing and got up. "Sokka's the avatar next time!" she stated.

"Yah!" Sokka said, grinning boldly.

" So whats your real name?" Asked Katara, walking towards them.

"I'm Kian, or Kia. My parents were nomads, but then we moved here to stay a week ago." smiled Kian. With a gloved hand, she brushed away her dark bangs...

"Gah! What happened to your eyes?!" Sokka blurted, flinching. Kian crossed her arms and glared at him, bottom lip out with a pout. Katara frowned at her brothers reaction.

"I think what he means is, why are your eyes different colors?" Katara asked politely. Kian shrugged, blinking her one dark brown eye and saphire blue.

"Mum said I was just born like that. She said it made me special." Kian replied, reacting nicer to Katara's input than Sokkas.

"They're cool" Sokka stated, trying to apologize. Kian grinned her toothy grin.

"Thanks!"

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"Dad!" Kian yelped, getting up from Sokka, Katara, and her little circle. She ran towards the group of men returning, spotting the man with the dark brown hair and kind eyes. She rushed towards him, pouncing on him and clambering up to his shoulders.

"Hey Kia!" Her father laughed, ruffling her hair. He walked with the excited child on his shoulders, meeting with Emma and they wandered to the edge of town, where their large tent was.

"I was Avatar Kuruk today, and me and my awesome but kicking friends defeated the Fire Nation!" rambled Kian, chittering like a lemur getting leechee nuts. "Then when the Fire guy was dead, I was struck down and then Sokka will be the next Avatar!"

"Sokka, isn't that the chiefs boy?" her father asked, setting her down and unpacking his game.

"Yah, me and him and his sister played warriors!" Kian laughed, bouncing around the fire. Her mother, Emma, smiled and hugged her husband. They both watched with mild amusement as their daughter bounced around.

"Did you ever have this much energy?" asked Emma. Kinan shrugged.

"Not that I remembered." Emma laughed and went to help with Kinan's game, tying her brown hair back. Kinan charged over and scooped up his daughter.

"Unhand me you beast!" Kia yelped, back to her warrior game. She struggled and pretend punched. Kinan laughed.

"Rawr!" he growled, throwing Kia into the air, catching her by her foot.

"Gahhhrr!" Kia growled back, as she 'fought the beast'. "I have you now!" she yelled, agilely climbing onto her fathers shoulders and throwing him off balance.

He pretended to collapse to the ground in defeat. "Ha!" Kia triumphed, hands on her hips as she placed a foot on his chest. Emma turned around, raising an eyebrow at the scene before her.

"So immature" she huffed. Kinan got up, gently shoving his daughter to the ground.

"I am not immature!" defended Kinan. He stuck out his tongue and crossed his eyes when Emma turned around. Kia did the same, only doing a farting noise as she stuck out her tongue.

Emma rolled her eyes and smiled, as she cooked supper. She served the delicious sea prunes, and they all gathered together and munched on their food, watching the fire and enjoying each others presence.

"Kian, slow down." Emma reminded, watching as the girl scarfed down her food.

"Wha?" Kian said, muffled by the food she shoveled into her mouth. Emma sighed.

"Your to much like your father." she huffed.

"Hey!" complained Kinan.

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So...that was chapter one. I hope you liked it, and I hope you reviewed :3 although by now I know that not many people read my stories, I guess I'm just doing this for fun. Thanks for reading! Have a nice day!