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I Thought You'd Like It….
"It reminded me of you," Sokka said.
Katara raised her eyebrows. "Excuse me? How exactly did that remind you of me?" she asked incredulously, pointing to the cute- and-unexpectedly-malicious Wolffox pup.
Sokka picked it up, holding its head between his fingers. "It has your eyes," he said with a shrug.
It did. The large, round jewels staring adorably out of its gray-black face were very blue. Katara almost felt like the little animal had stolen something from her simply by wearing them. She eyed it critically as she took it out of her brother's hands. "What am I going to name you?" she asked it as it labored in vain to chew off her finger, which was barely too far away.
"How about—" Sokka said quickly, then stopped.
"What?" Katara asked him.
"Nevermind," he said, looking at his feet.
She smirked at him. "No, what were you going to say?"
Aang popped up from behind her shoulder, Momo perched on his head. "Wha'cha got there, Katara?" he asked.
"Sokka gave me a pet," she explained, showing him the puppy as it made a vicious swipe at her face. "I can't figure out what to name it."
Aang laughed. "How about Sokka's intelligence!" he said. "We'll always know where to find it!"
Katara smiled. "Or Sokka's instincts," she said with a grin towards her brother. "Just in case we ever need to ask it a question."
Sokka glared at Aang, his face very red. "Listen, you two," he said angrily. "I thought Katara looked a little lonely the other day when Aang was practicing with Toph, so I decided to do something about it. I thought you'd like it, Katara, not make fun of me for it." He stormed off into the forest, leaving his two stunned friends to swap looks of guilt.
"Sokka, wait," Katara said, running after him. "I do like it. It's…it's cute." She grabbed his shoulder and turned him around. "I didn't mean to make you angry."
"You never mean to make me angry, but you manage to do it anyway," he said with a malevolent look. "I may not be able to bend anything, but that doesn't mean I can't do things, Katara," he said.
"Of course you can! I never said you couldn't."
Sokka raised an eyebrow and hesitated. "Well, no you didn't, but sometimes you act like it."
They stared at each other for a long moment while Sokka's Instincts nibbled on its own ear. Katara tried to convey with her face that she was sorry, but Sokka's expression was still cold.
"Why don't I name him Hakoda? A little piece of home to travel with us."
Sokka's features softened, and his eyes drifted to the animal as it drooled on his sister's shoulder. "It's a good name," he said.
Katara smiled and hugged her brother. "I thought you'd like it."