Aang stopped at the beach by Bato's boat, not ready to move off yet. Thyra sat with her back to him. Neither had spoken to one another for hours. "Looks like we're going alone, guys." Aang said to Momo and Appa just as the Superior rushed up to them, flushed and breathless.
"Avatar! You must leave!"
"Okay, I get it. Everybody wants me gone." Aang snapped in annoyance but Thyra registered the desperation in the old woman's tone.
"What is it? What's happened?"
"A group of people came to the abbey looking for you." Aang blinked and recoiled in alarm.
"Who?"
"A fierce looking woman with a horrible monster and a young man with a scar." Both Thyra and Aang looked at one another, speaking at the same time.
"Zuko!"
"The beast was using the scent of a necklace to follow you." Aang frowned in thought, wondering what she meant.
"A necklace?" his eyes suddenly went wide as he realised what necklace she was talking about. "Katara!" The Superior stepped away as Aang flicked the reins. "Come on Appa, we have to save Sokka and Katara. Yip yip!" Appa sprung up into the air, sensing Aang's urgency and Thyra grabbed her sleeve, rolling it up to check her chain, preparing to use it. It was magnetic, so it coiled around her wrist like a bracelet but when she wanted to use it, she only had to fling it out to cancel the magnetism and use it as a very handy weapon.
Aang grabbed his glider, tossing the reins up for Thyra to grab as she took over. Aang glided away, hurrying to Katara's aid as Thyra pulled Appa around. Thyra saw Aang being chased by this weird sniffing monster, a shirshu, she realised. "Ram him Appa!" The bison growled in agreement as Thyra allowed him to angle himself down then slam forwards, horns and hard head hitting the shirshu side on. "Leave my brother alone." Thyra called out, standing on Appa's back as the bison bellowed.
Looking up to see Aang and Zuko locked in battle Thyra jumped down. "Keep the shirshu away from Aang, Appa, I'll go after Zuko." With a flick of her hair she ran towards a wagon of supplies, jumping up to swing onto the roof. Aang and Zuko were locked in an intense fight, fire and air swirling wildly all over the place. Both bended a ball of their element but the force threw them both away onto opposite roofs. Thyra swallowed then ran over the top to Aang who groaned, shifting carefully as he tried to get up.
His sister reached his side, grabbing his arm to hoist him up then quickly shoved him aside as Zuko ploughed at them with a blast of fire. Thyra flipped up over the shot then flicked out her wrist, the chain snapping out with a crack as Aang leaped for safety. With a mastered swipe Thyra guided her chain to Zuko's ankle, wrapping it around before yanking the balance from him. The chain remained in place, locked by its magnetism so when Zuko blasted a fireball at Thyra, she leaped out of the way then slid down the roof, gripping her golden chain tightly.
Zuko was yanked forwards and forced from the roof, only saving himself from injury by shooting a jet of fire at the ground to propel himself back onto his feet. Thyra wiggled the chain and it fell loose from around Zuko so that she could face him once again. The two of them glared hotly at one another, neither blinking.
When the shirshu leaped down in front of Thyra, cutting off her route to Zuko she leaped away from the snapping tongue, tucking in her feet to make sure they weren't caught by the paralysing poison. Rising to her feet Thyra flicked out her chain and caught the beast on its right shoulder, making it snarl then leap to the side to face the direction of its pain. With the woman now exposed Thyra ran forwards, leaping up onto the shirshu's back to tackle her to the ground. They grappled, rolling around and over until Thyra twisted free, still gripping the woman's arm then locked it behind her back.
Thyra, about to use her chain to tie the woman up, leaped out of the way as the shirshu turned and spat its tongue at her. With the woman now released and back on the shirshu's back, Thyra hurried to leap over her head, lightly dodging their attacks before disappearing behind the wagon of perfumes. When the woman with raven hair and her shirshu climbed over to shoot its tongue at the spot where Thyra had been crouching, they only found empty space.
"That thing sees with its nose. Let's give him something to look at." Sokka said the moment he was able to get movement back in his body, looking to the Superior who held the bottle of perfume in her hand.
"The perfume?" Sokka nodded then ran to help the sisters to pick up their large jars of perfume. Thyra suddenly appeared, lifting up a jar to help Sokka then put it down next to the others, awaiting the right moment before all at once, the sisters pushed the jars over and Katara began to bend the liquid and cause a massive wave to wash over the shirshu who squealed and reared its ugly head in confusion.
"Aang look out!" Thyra yelled, rushing forwards to push Aang out of the way as the shirshu blindly shot out its tongue and Zuko tried to lunge for him. A stinging pain clipped her arm and Thyra yelped, instantly grabbing the wound then felt her body begin to go into spasms. Her legs gave way and she fell to the ground however, something cushioned her fall. She was unable to lift her head but Thyra managed to see the arm of the person's chest she was now laying on.
"Get off me!" Zuko growled sharply, also stuck in position.
"Believe me, if I could then I would." She snapped back, trying her best to move but her body was completely paralysed. She was stuck lying on top of the Prince of the Fire Nation.
"You know, I'm kind of tempted to just leave them like that." Sokka said thoughtfully.
"Sokka. You know this will wear off eventually and when it does…" Her threat lingered in the air and Sokka hastily grabbed her arms to pull her off of Zuko.
"Okay! Okay I got you, please don't kill me!" Thyra smiled, shot Zuko a look then allowed Sokka and Katara to hold her as the Superior wafted a strong scented perfume under her nose. The shock of the smell helped kick her body back into motion though she was still a little sluggish. "You will be fine in an hour or so. Try and rest and keep that wound clean." Thyra looked to the open cut on her arm then nodded.
"What should we do with them?" The Superior paused, a little stuck. "We should take them with us."
"What?" Aang, Katara and Sokka all stared at Thyra as if she were crazy.
"We'll take them into the forest away from the abbey then leave them." Thyra said but then frowned as she saw the old man, Iroh, move to hush Zuko. "Scrap that. Let's get out of here." Thyra grabbed Katara and threw her up onto Appa, who was once again moving. "Come on Appa, yip yip." Thyra called the moment Sokka had managed to scramble into the saddle.
Thyra stroked Appa's face as he glided up into the air, promising to let him rest the moment they found a good spot to hide in. "So, where do we go?" Aang asked once they were up in the air.
"We're getting you to the North Pole." Katara announced with a smile.
"Yeah, we've lost too much time as it is." Sokka agreed, leaning back casually.
"Don't you want to see your father?" Thyra asked over her shoulder.
"Of course we do but you're our family too and right now, you need us more." Sokka replied, punching Aang's shoulder gently.
"And we need you." Aang beamed at Katara then looked away shyly.
"I wish I could give you a little piece of home, Katara. Something to remind you…"
"I'll be okay."
"Still, just a little trinket. Maybe something like...this!" Proudly presenting Katara's necklace to her, Aang beamed from ear to ear. Katara jumped up and happily replaced the necklace around her neck.
"Aang, how did you get that?" She asked breathlessly, clutching the disk between her fingers.
"Zuko asked to be sure I got it to you." Katara smiled then replied in mock appreciation.
"Oh, that's so sweet of Zuko. Would you give him a kiss for me when you see him?"
"Sure!" Whatever Aang had expected he did not see what was coming next. Katara leaned forwards and kissed his cheek. Thyra chuckled as she saw the red rosy blush on her brother's cheeks as he twiddled his thumbs shyly. Thyra turned back to the skies then clucked her tongue, allowing Appa to soar and glide as he pleased.