"Mom" the young sleeping girl whimpered, from the thrusting and moving around it appeared to be more of a nightmare than a dream. "Come back, please" the whimpering soon turned to a loud scream. "Katara wake up" a voice belted, the girl's eyes popped open with tears streaming along the side of her cheeks. "Sokka" she muttered, "Sokka!" Katara was now running toward her brother standing by the room entrance. Hurdling her body into his arms she was now crying at the top of her lungs.
"It's going to be okay" he softly whispered into her left ear. "We have to help dad, so hurry up and get dressed" With that he kissed his younger sister on the forehead and headed out. Katara was left standing there only but to wipe the tears off her face. It has been a year since the passing of her mother and the wounds are still fresh. Leaving her to only dream of what she once had. After tying her lengthy amber coloured hair into a wrap she quickly picked up her seal-fox coat and headed out of her igloo home.
"Now Sokka the key is to focus" Sokka glanced at his father in anger, "How can I if the stupid fish wont hook?" he put down his pole and and crossed his arms. His father Hakoda was a man in his thirties with a scruffy yet handsome face. "Sokka if you ever expect to be a warrior you need to learn the basics, starting with patience and fishing is a great way to learn" he leaned over and patted his son on the tip of his head not messing up the "well placed" wolf tail. "Hey wait for me" a voice let out from the distance. Both turning around they caught glimpse of Katara running toward them on the snowy slope.
Running up the hill with heavy breathing Katara sat down to take a breather. "Look your sister managed to come just in time" Hakoda joked. Picking up Sokkas fishing rod he handed it over to Katara, "Now how about you show your brother how a true warrior does it." Looking up Katara noticed her father's grin and reacted instantly with a smile of her own. Throwing the line into the water she sat their waited. Minutes passed and an annoyed Sokka finally snapped "You see she can't even do it" tears began dripping again from Katara's face.
Consoling her, Katara's father wrapped his arms around her and wiped the tears off her face with the tip of his finger. "It's alright your daddy's here no need to cry" he spoke with an assuring voice. She began feeling more relaxed and comfortable. "How about we give it another try Katara" trying to smile with her soaked face she picked up the fishing rod again and threw into the sea. Still nothing happened, "See told you it's pointless" Sokka groaned getting up and leaving. Katara's face was fixated on the water and didn't blink whatsoever. "Wait" Hakoda stuck his hand out motioning for Sokka to come back. Walking over with his head down annoyed he began to mumble "Dad there is no fis-" before he could finish his sentence a fish shot up out of the water.
Katara's face still looking at the water took her hand out and swaying it back and forth, the seas began to imitate her motion of hands so to speak and moved back and forth as well. Fish began popping up one by one and soon caught it's self on the hook of the fishing rod. "That's great Katara, now reel her in" Hakoda yelled with excitement. Sokka grabbed a struggling Katara and help her pull up the rod. With a few more tugs they were both flung back from force and the fish flew into Sokka's face. Screeching with fear he shot up and began running in circles and soon trailed off back into the village.
"Now that's what I call some fishing" Hakoda placed his hand down on the center of Katara's head and began patting it. "You've got the same determination as your mother Katara" Katara eyes opened and the tears continued even more, this time however they weren't of sadness but out of happiness.
A/N - I know extremely crappy but I am trying to improve my writing style. This won't be the end of "Daddy Dearest" I am creating more for different characters. Please tell me what you think.