One night out in the snow, watched over by the moon. That was all they had wanted. One night of seeing what it felt like to be with another woman, before both girls were married off. They had been laying out on a fur blanket making passionate love, when suddenly Kanna pulled away.
"Hama?" Kanna asked "Is it true that your bending is strongest under a full moon?"
"Yes, it is. But the full moon is not my favorite." Hama answered.
"What is?"
"The last cresent before a new moon."
"Why?"
In response, Hama rolled them over so she was on top, and Kanna could see the night sky. And the beautiful moon just behind her lover's head.
"Oh." Kanna said, unaware that was the last coherent word she would speak for a few hours.