The morning was hot, even for Fire Nation standards.
How in La's name do these people stand the heat? Katara kept moving through the crowd of all shades of red, hurrying to reach her destination in time.
I was supposed to meet Teo 30 minutes ago; he's going to be wondering where in the world I am!She quickened her pace, pushing past the Fire Nation pedestrians walking about on their errands. None could deny that Katara was completely unsettled by the heat, her thoughts leaping from Teo, to the day of Black Sun, to all the worries she could possibly have. It was Katara's worrying that distracted her as she pushed through all the people in her way.
This hairstyle is unbearable in the heat! She complained to herself, trying to lift up her hair to let the air caress her neck, which was already starting to perspire. I wish I could put it back into my braid. But here in the Fire Nation, the standard hairstyle was down with some sort of top knot; not at all convenient for the continually hot weather. Curses, what she wouldn't do for a nice breeze.
It had been cool in the Crystal Caves. The only source of heat was the firebender.
Wait, what?! Why was she thinking of that traitor at a time like this?! She should be focusing on getting to Teo!
She waved her hand in front of her face as if to break up the thought, but the memory of the damp air, the green crystals shining their dim glow, her hand, lightly touching his scar…
I thought you had changed!
I have changed.
Liar! Those words had been ringing in her ear ever since they reached the Fire Nation.
He's just a brat Fire Nation Prince whose only goal was to ruin lives. All Fire Nation were like that. Especially him.
She felt her body temperature rise in her fury as she shoved somebody taller than she aside.
"Hey, watch it peasant! Have you no manners? Do you know who I am?!"
Katara whirled around with the full intention of ripping this snob's mouth out. " I wouldn't care if you were the-"
She stopped in mid insult finally seeing whom she faced, scar and all.
He seemed confused at first, then his face took on an emotion that was new to her: a mix of rage, embarrassment, and shock.
"Katara?"
Her previous fury took hold of her as she formed her hands into fists.
"You."