A/N: So this little nugget popped into my head and has demanded I run with it. Not mine.
Ashes and Wine
It had started with a simple summons from a long ago friend.
Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe, your presence is requested
A reason to go see just a little bit more of the world again.
by royal invitation from Fire Lord Zuko.
The chance to find a reason once more.
Your arrival will be looked for.
He couldn't wait.
The last Fire Nation ship of the season was waiting for him. Him! Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe. His dad was already informed, the personal summons had come in a more formal letter addressed to the Chief, and was waiting in the main room to bid his son farewell. He felt like his chest was too tight as he packed a travel bag, making sure the letter was secure in his tunic he pressed on his ribs trying to breath. He couldn't make them wait any more.
"Sokka" Strong arms around him and he small again, as he always did when his father hugged him. "we have the stores laid in and the trade has been good. There is no need to hurry if you don't want to."
"Dad?"
"Sokka, you have been an asset to this tribe and as Chief I am proud of that,but I know you son and you are not content. As your father I worry. Perhaps like your sister you need more of the world that what we have here."
"Dad, no. I'm-"
"Don't tell me your fine, we both know that's not true. Or that it is but it's not enough. Come on, we don't want the to leave with out you."
He couldn't help the bolt of fear at the thought, even as he was led speechless into the sun.
He knew?
"Dad?" He watched the older man face him, then grabbed him in a hug. "Thank you," he whispered, "I'll come back when I can."
His dad chuckled and withdrew patting him on the back. "No rush."
He took as deep a breath as he could with his too tight chest, nodded, and headed toward the ship.