This story will star Kya and Qui. If you don't know who they are I suggest going back to the Character Descriptions in chapter 2.

Adventurous

"Dinner!" Katara called. Immediately a thunderous stampede came from all sides of the house; consisting of two grown men and 7 extremely hungry children.

Aang, his wife and his four children had just returned from a very long trip to Ba Sing Se and decided to rest on Kyoshi Island and visit with Sokka and Suki. The kids had no obligations and were more than ready to visit their cousins. All day the kids have come and gone, wandering the island, swimming in the freezing ocean or having bending duels against the Avatar. So Katara and Suki had been left with the job of cooking for all these famished people.

They all took their seats, grinning at the scrumptious food placed before them. Everyone loaded their plates with salads and meats, potatoes, and vegetables. The conversation started out normal, with Sokka asking how the trip to Ba Sing Se had gone and it continued from there. Half way through the meal Kya (the youngest of the Avatar's children) turned to her cousin and best friend, Qui (the youngest of Sokka's kids) and whispered, "I am so bored. All they do is talk about Ba Sing Se or the Fire nation or…or…"

"Maybe that's all they know how to talk about," Qui suggested.

"Can't they have fun?"

"Kya, your dad's tons of fun," Qui stuffed an undefined vegetable into his mouth.

"I know,"

"Your whole family is fun, that's why people love you guys so much! You're so giving and kind and funny, all of you are,"

Kya sighed, "I guess you're right Qui, as always,"

Qui rolled his eyes, "I'm not always right,"

"Yes you are," Kya smiled sitting straight in her seat, not looking at him, and stuffing a mutant broccoli in her mouth.

"No I'm not,"

"Yes you a—"

"Kya, how's your waterbending going,"

"Great Aunt Suki," she smiled, Qui rolled his eyes again.

When Kya had finished talking about the waterbending she and her mother had been working on she turned to Qui, who had finished his dinner and whispered, "Yes, you are." Qui groaned.

Everyone had finished their dinner so the kids were set free and did whatever they wanted to do while the adults stayed and cleaned up the dinner.

As soon as her father had said they could go, Kya grabbed Qui's hand and pulled him outside.

"Quick. Qui get your swords," she pulled him down so they were crouching, "I don't know how dangerous this adventure is going to be," in her eyes shone the unmistakable look of adventure. Qui groaned and looked in her dangerously adventurous bright blue eyes.

"Kya," he said putting a hand on her shoulder, "We have been going on adventures all day. I've never walked that far in my life! My legs are killing me and I'm tired besides it's almost sunset, it's going to be dark soon."

"But that just makes it all the more fun!

"Forget it Kya, There is always tomorrow."

"Please," Kya pouted and did her best puppy dog eyes. However she had done that so many times in the past when he rejected her adventures that he could ignore it.

"No, Kya that's not going to work. I'm immune to puppy-dog pouts," he said smirking and stood up. Kya's expression turned angry and almost disappointed.

"Fine," she said to Qui who was almost at the house's back porch, "I'll go on an adventure all on my own then," and she turned and ran into the forest. Qui, still processing what she had said suddenly turned toward the forest with great speed yelling her name. As he ran he looked to the sun that was just disappearing over the horizon. He knew he couldn't look for her in the dark alone and that the forest went on for miles. He turned back toward the house shaking his head at not just his own stupidity but Kya's. That girl was as stubborn as… her mother. Finally he reached the back of the house. He ran up the steps and whipped open the door. Inside sat everyone, minus himself and Kya. He couldn't think until he caught his breath, so everyone stared at him patiently.

"What's wrong Qui?" asked Sokka in his fatherly, concerned voice.

"Kya… wanted to go… adventure… ran into… the forest," he collapsed on the couch beside his mother. "I'm sorry, Uncle Aang. I tried to stop her but…"

"It's okay, Qui. Where did she go?"

"She ran into the forest; it was too dark to see. She could get lost, or worse."

"I'm going to look for her," Aang said standing up. Katara stood up after him,

"I'm coming too," Aang shook his head.

"You need to stay here in case she comes back," said Aang. Katara nodded, then she took Sokka's arm and made him stand up.

"Then take Sokka,"

"Don't I get a say in this?"

"Come on, Sokka, let's go!" Aang grabbed Sokka and ran out of the house. Qui sighed in relief and buried himself into the cushions, letting his mother gently rub his back. He was worried about Kya, but he knew Aang would get her back safely.

Kya kept running. A short while ago she heard her name being called. She smiled: a challenge. Tired of running, she stopped in a small clearing and collapsed on the short grass. She turned over so she was lying on her back. Through the trees, she could see the moon shining in the sky. Qui always told her stories of the water princess who turned into the moon. He said it was his father's favourite story to tell. She turned her gaze from the moon to the forest. Where was she? She had never been here before. Kya sat up and looked around. Far off in the distance she heard a goatwolf howl at the moon. Kya shivered. She didn't know where she was! She was lost! Lost in the middle of the forest, with no clue how to get back. "Q-Qui," she called quietly. "Help! Ohh," she murmured quietly. Kya sat down in the middle of the clearing, afraid to move, and waited. She wrapped her arms around her knees in an attempt to stay warm. She wished she had brought a jacket.

Aang and Sokka stumbled through the forest, tripping over a stray, pointy twig now and then.

"Kya!" Aang called to his daughter. He was starting to get worried.

"Don't worry, Aang," Sokka reassured, "she couldn't have gotten too far."

They kept walking through the forest, occasionally calling Kya's name.

A twig snapped. Kya bolted upright and stared into the forest. A few more twigs snapped. Kya continued to stare into the forest. A silhouette appeared in the shadows. Kya closed her eyes and braced herself.

"Kya," it sounded like a man, a very familiar man. Kya opened her eyes and peered into the dark.

She could make out a tall figure with broad shoulders wearing a long robe. The figure extended his hand and a bright flicker of fire lit up the clearing. Kya shielded her eyes. The light died down and Kya peeked through her fingers at the man. His robes were bright orange. The fire lit up his face reviling a handsome middle-aged man with gray eyes and a blue arrow on his forehead. Kya knew only one person in the world who looked like that.

"Dad," she whispered, tears pooling in her eyes after being so afraid. She jumped up and ran to her father burying herself into his robe, and let out a muffled sob. Aang bent down to his daughter's level and hugged her tightly. Kya continued to cry as he rubbed her back. A couple minutes later, Kya's crying was reduced to only sniffles. Aang helped her up off the ground and kneeled down to her level to look her in the eyes. She avoided his gaze.

"Listen, Kya, I'm not mad, okay? It wasn't your fault. You're safe and that's all that matters. Let's get back to the house and tell your mother you're alright."

"Aang!" Sokka came running into the clearing. "AANG! Look what I found!" he held up Kya's water pouch. "Kya! You found her!" Sokka said noticing Kya was there. He handed her the water pouch and she took it.

"I must have dropped it," she sniffed drying the unshed tears from her eyes.

"Come on Kya," Aang wrapped his arm around his daughter. "It's time to go home."