The figures zipped through the trees, landing all around the Avatar and the Blue Masked Spirit. In the night breeze, the six took in the gentle brush against their skin between the tense silence. Red Mask stepped forward, between the two outsiders.

"Avatar Aang, it's nice to finally meet you." Her mask was turned towards him. He sheepishly nodded at her, extending a hand to her. They shook hands, the Avatar's nervous disposition dropping in their exchange.

"It's nice to meet you too. Thanks for the hand."

Blue Mask stepped closer to his leader, nodding at the arrow-headed boy. "No worries, although-we though you'd be a lot older. Still, we're happy to help."

The Blue Spirit remained cross armed, his arched shoulders a sign of dispute between him and the Avatar. Purple Mask and Black Mask remained on either side of him, ready to spring on him.

Blue Mask cleared his throat, speaking up again as his leader glanced towards Blue Spirit.

"We can feel a tension between the two of you, is there anyway we can help."

Aang's eyes darted towards the Blue Spirit for a moment, a flash of uncertainty. But he spoke up not long after.

"No no, everything's fine. I just..." He bowed respectfully to the two, although Blue Mask was the only one facing him. "Thank you, but why did you save me-you are fire benders, aren't you?"

Red Mask snapped to look at the Avatar, something in the way her stance shifted to offensive that made them all uneasy.

"We may be firebenders, but we stand for the true intentions of the Fire Nation. The Nation that stands for life and equality. Not all this pointless war." She stepped closer to the Avatar, as Blue Mask stepped out of her way to join his other companions. She towered over him, intimidating as she continued her statement. "We are the Sun Senshi, descendants of the true firebenders-and we're always willing to help the Avatar."

Her green eyes met his, and she could deduct from his jumpy stance and distressed eyes that he was eager to run off.

She continued on, returning to her relaxed stance and smiling behind her mask. It was clearly heard through her voice, because she received an appreciative smile from the Avatar.

"I can tell just by looking at you, you have friends to get back to. Please," Liming stepped back, motioning with her hand for him to breeze past her. He nodded, preparing to glide off. Just before he bolted away, the boy turned to look at the Red Masked girl with curious eyes.

"What's your name?"

She frowned, sighing to herself before responding. "For now, you may call me Liming. We shall meet again, Aang."

As he flew off, the girl sighed once more, scratching the back of her neck. Slowly, she moved back to her friends and the Blue Spirit.

"The Blue Spirit, Leader." Bomu stated, standing beside the rogue. His mask tilted up to glance at her as she approached.

"We've heard about you Blue Spirit."

He continued to glance at them with narrowed eyes.

Liming smiled to herself, nodded respectfully at him. Black Mask grunted, taking an offensive stance, cracking his knuckles. She raised a hand to lull him from doing anything more.

"We're setting up camp, why don't you join us until the sun rises?"

They shared a stare. Finally, the Blue Spirit looked away.

"No thanks."

Bomu narrowed his eyes, crossing arms and glancing at his leader. She nodded, stroking her chin.

"Then at least allow one of us to escort you to your destination."

He pushed off from his tree, alerting the other team members. Purple Mask casually raised an arm, preparing to throw his balance. Blue Mask protectively reached for his blade hilt, keeping his hand there.

Blue Spirit glanced at them all, and huffed.

"If you insist."

"I shall take you myself. Bomu, set up camp-"

Blue Mask piped up, narrowed eyes on the man.

"Leader, I will not let you press on without seeing the identity of this man."

They all glanced at him, the Blue Spirit huffed haughtily and crossed arms. "I don't have time for this-"

"No no, Bomu is right. Please, if you would do us the favour. We have no alliances but spiritual, so please don't worry."

Hesitantly, the Blue Spirit reached for his mask.

When his mask had fallen, Liming was utterly silent.

It was quiet for what seemed like forever, until Bomu spoke up.

"Leader-"

"Prince Zuko-my my, what have you been doing..." She chuckled, earning another scoff from the Prince.