10.1.12


Move

His firebending terrifies her and thrills her.

He flows with the element, powerful and deadly. She has never seen anyone move like that. It's controlled and yet - wild? Like a force barely tamed.

"That was…" She can't think of anything to describe it properly. He had been apart of the flames, had flowed with them. She's embarrassed to find that she almost sounds breathless.

He smiles, doesn't say anything. He knows what she means.

Later she realizes that it's only when he firebends that she ever sees his control slip, just a little.

Just a little. He lets himself go, just a little. And she thinks it's all the more beautiful for that.