Yep! The next chapter is finally up! It's a bit on the short side, and so is the next chapter, but I've gotten over my Writers' Block! XD :D YAY! ^_^

I don't own Avatar. I do own my OCs, though.

Chapter Eleven- Freedom Fighters

We offered for Mahina to come with us, but she refused. She told us that she was going to travel to the Southern Water Tribe for help in attempting to rebuild the Northern Water Tribe. We wished her luck and continued on our way.

"Do you even know where we're going Angi?" Rozin was full of questions today…
"Absolutely no idea!" I teased.
"What? Are you crazy? We could be riding right into enemy territory!"
"That's a good thing, isn't it?"
"No."
"Yep."
"NO!"
"Yepper!"
"NO IT'S NOT!" he yelled. Since we were riding over a forest, I slightly tilted Appa to the right. Rozin fell into a tree. Serves him right. I landed Appa right next to the tree in which Rozin fell. He was hanging from the tree. This tempted me to start singing.
"Rozie and himself are hanging from a tree…….. Uh BEING VERY BORING! First comes dull, then comes tedious, and last comes monotonous!" I smiled at myself for coming up with something on the spot.
"Very funny Angi," he said as we landed on the ground, "maybe one day you could become a composer!"
"You mean like my dad and that stupid haiku thing?"
"Yeah, why don't you demonstrate for us!"
"My name is Angi
I am very awesomeful

Give me cookies please"
"Should've guessed you would do that."
"You're just jealous of my awesome haiku skills!"
"No, not really."
"…….. Shut up Rozie." At that time, Appa growled. "See? He agrees with-" That was when Appa roared. "What's wrong buddy?" That was when I heard it. The rustling of bushes, hushed whispers….

"Sokka's just jealous 'cause he doesn't have an arrow," said a boy in light-colored clothing as he talked to a younger looking Appa.

"Walking stinks! How do people go anywhere without a flying bison?" asked the boy.
"I don't know Aang. Why don't you ask Sokka's instincts? They seem to know everything," said a girl in Water Tribe clothing.
"Haha, very funny," said Sokka.

"Let me guess, your instincts told you?" The three were flying on Appa, a lemur either running around or flying.
"Hey, sometimes they're right." Sokka was controlling Appa.
"Uh, Sokka, you know we're going the wrong way, right?"
"And sometimes they're wrong." He turned the bison around.

"ANGI!" I snapped back into reality to see an arrow flying right toward me. I screamed and someone pulled me aside, the arrow missing me by inches. Appa growled. All fighting halted and a woman about as old as my aunt walked out. She looked at Appa then looked at me.
"Katara?" she asked.
I shook my head no. I did bear a striking resemblance to her. "Though that is the name of my aunt." The woman came forward and extended a hand.
"My name is Smellerbee. Your father, aunt and I know each other." She motioned for us to follow her, and we did.
"And this," she said, looking up, "is the Freedom Fighters." We looked up to see young kids laughing and playing.
Awesome.

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