Kya wrinkled her nose in frustration as she threw her arms at the puddle. "Try again, Kya, you'll get it", her mother encouraged, pushing and pulling the sea currents beside her. Kya kicked at the sand impatiently. "But you make it look so easy!" Katara chuckled, and waving her hand in a circle, she bended the puddle into thin wisps, which circled around her daughter's head. Kya laughed, and reached her hand towards the water. But, the minute she so much as touched the liquid, it fell at the girl, completely soaking her. Kya shrieked, falling to her knees and covering her head. "Oh dear," Katara jerked her hand back and the water was bended from Kya's clothes. Rushing over to her side, the waterbender kneeled next to her daughter. "Why-can't-I-waterbend?" she sobbed, looking up at her mother's, concerned, ocean-blue eyes. Her sharp golden eyes brimmed with un-shed tears, ", is…is there something wrong with me?" Suddenly, she felt arms circling her from behind. Turning slightly, Kya saw her father. Golden eyes met golden eyes, and she felt her tears disappear when he spoke in the low, warm, and reassuring voice that she always loved to hear. "No, of course not. All you need is practice. Soon you'll be bending in no time."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

Katara stood and hugged her husband. "The meeting's over?" Fire Lord Zuko ran his fingers through his tousled black hair that he rarely tied up into a top knot (something no past Fire Lord had dared to do). "I called it off early…things are getting a bit out of hand. You'd think after thirteen years, the earth nation would have warmed to the idea of peace. But it seems that they still see us as enemies." His wife shook her head and sighed. "On a brighter note, a letter had just arrived from Aang. He, your brother and his wife are coming to visit, along with Toph." Kya turned a cartwheel and shouted for joy. Katara didn't even bother to reprimand her for acting un-ladylike. "Sokka's coming to visit? Oh, there's so much to do…we haven't heard from them in such a while." Kya punched a fist in the air and whooped, "Uncle Aang's coming to visit!" The couple watched as the young princess raced towards the palace, yelling, "I'll see you later daddy! I got to tell Great-Uncle Iroh about this! Oh boy, I can't wait!" Zuko smiled at his wife, "I heard Suki's bringing along her son. I just hope the boy isn't as big of an eater as his father, otherwise they'll eat all of us out of the Fire Nation!" They laughed, and together, hand –in –hand, they followed their daughter's lead, and dashed for the stairs.

Just as the sun sank towards the horizon, a silhouette of a familiar flying-bison rose, headed for the Fire Nation.