A continuation of yesterday's drabble.
11.3.07
Katara was standing with her father, bored. He was talking to some Earth Kingdom delegates about trading furs when she noticed her target slipping out the hall. She looked up at her father hurriedly. He wouldn't notice she was gone.
She slipped through the crowds quickly, trying to draw as little attention as possible. She was just old enough that running at functions like this would be frowned upon, so she had to be careful. She reached the small door the boy had gone out of and ducked through it.
She expected a corridor, or possibly a room. She found a balcony. Momentarily forgetting why she had come out, she went over to the railing and looked over. The mountain stretched out below her, before disappearing in a swathe of mist. She sighed, looking out across the clouds to the setting sun.
"Hi!"
Katara jumped and turned, seeing the boy she had followed out here. He cocked his head at her, grinning.
"What's your name?"
"K-Katara. Daughter of Hakoda. I'm from the Southern Water tribe."
The boy -teenager- sat down atop the wide balcony wall and crossed his legs.
"I'm Aang. Nice to meet you."
And they meet. The way I'm writing this arc, it's probably going to end up being KatAang.
Dear GOD. What has she done? Fiend! Traitor! Consort of the enemy!
Calm down. There's no need to get to antsy. It's only a different ship.
Calm down?! CALM DOWN?!?!?!?
Shut up. I'll go back to Zutara for the next drabble arc.
You'd better.