Author's Note: My friend suggested this as a story idea.
Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Korra or its characters.
Suyin knew that each of her children was their own person. She, herself, was so different from Lin when they were younger so it was no surprise that her children had varying personalities. She watched as her second oldest son, Huan, walked into their house.
Huan loved creativity and originality ever since he was a youngster. She chuckled at the times for when he wanted to have the toy that no other kid had or that he went out of his way to be different. He embraced individuality. It was his passion.
Although he was mostly quiet and kept to himself, his passion screamed at deafening levels. He had to be different. He had to interpret the world in his own way. He was the person to ask why did the glass have to be filled with water and not some other substance? He enjoyed creating things that set him apart from the social norm.
She admired the way he held his head high no matter how he was scrutinized or admonished about being different. She supported him in all his endeavors even when he dyed his hair. She knew that she should build her son up and not tear him down along with the rest of the community. He let it be known that he appreciated the support his mom gave him. Suyin had many paintings and sculptures that Huan had created for her. In fact, there was a room that she kept for all of his masterpieces.
Huan knew what he wanted and how he wanted it. He strove to be the best at what he did. He didn't want to be the smartest, most artistic, or strongest - no, he wished to be the most Huan. That was his passion. He wanted to find what it took to be the best Huan there was out there because even though many could have shared the same name, none existed except himself because if they did, that would keep him from expressing his individuality.
Suyin examined the painting that her son had left out to dry. It was full of bright colors, shades of reds, greens, and blues. There were swirls and lines across the canvas. This painting she looked at was of a woman and her child. Even though paintings had numerous interpretations for the viewer, Suyin knew the overall message was a mother's love for her child. She interpreted this addition to her room of masterpieces as a token of love from her son to herself.
Huan loved his mother dearly and he smiled as he watched his mother grin widen as she looked at the painting he recently finished. There was no passion for individuality stronger than a son's love for his mother. His painting represented the love of a strong leader of a woman - the great and powerful daughter of Toph Beifong, Suyin Beifong and her son who fought for individuality, Huan Beifong
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