Set Five: Passion
Part Two: Waves
Katara always cries, it seems. She cannot see anything without reminding her of someone she's lost. Her soul is worn, but her tears are renewed every dawn. Her heart has sunk beneath the waves, her passionate spunk lost. Everything reminds her of the dead, for pratically everyone is dead. Aang, Toph, Haru, many of the Northern Tribe, several thousand Earthbenders, countless Firebenders, her father... And Momo and Appa are nowhere to be found, running wild somewhere unknown.
She shuts herself in her guestroom to avoid seeing anything that might trigger a breakdown. The walls of her quarters, however, can never block out the terrible sounds of her weeping.