AN: Mana here. Sorry I haven't updated in months! This part I always got a bit stuck on, but the part I'm looking forward to is later, but Katara and Zuko will meet soon. If I write it in time, which is unlikely…sorry. I mainly am busy with fanart. If you want to see some of mine, just go to mana-runigha. I'm not as good as some others, but I don't think I'm that bad. I have to upload some of my other works soon. Sorry, here's the fic and it's really short. But no worries, I plan to update sooner. Even got some already typed.

As for why Ursa calls Zuko, Zuko-chan and Ai-ya! I'm well aware that they are both from separate Eastern countries, but I thought it was cute and couldn't resist.

Chapter Three

"Look, mama! Black snow is falling from the sky," young Katara exclaimed, pointing towards the clouds. Klavdiya looked up with wide eyes as the dark snow ashened the sky. It spoke turmoil to her and Klavdiya knew what she must do.

"Katara, it's time to go."

"But, I want to—"

"I don't care," Klavdiya firmly stated. The child looked in her mother's eyes and knew there was no arguing. Play time had ended.

The girl pouted and said, "Okay." Klavdiya sighed, relieved that Katara decided to not put up much of a fight. Grabbing the girl's hand, they began their trudge through the thick snow.

ZZZ

"They say that a blizzard will hit the South Pole by the time we get there," the officer said, pouring tea for the young prince. "By the way, my name is Jee."

Zuko nodded acknowledging Jee, while holding his warm cup. There was no need to introduce himself; everyone in the Fire Navy and possibly the world knew Zuko's name. Besides, Zuko hated to talk to when it was not necessary.

Staring down in the cloudy, green broth, Zuko placed the cup to his lips and took a large, hurried gulp. The prince coughed after a force swallow while the officer gave a hearty laugh.

"Sorry, I should have told you it was hot. And green tea isn't so pleasant when you first taste it," Jee snorted. "But it grows on you like plenty of other foods you hate when you're young."

"Like mushrooms."

"Exactly. I hated those, too, when I was young," Jee laughed and emptied his own cup of tea. "I heard your uncle, the great General Iroh, is quite fond of tea. I bet he's allowed you and your sister to try his favorites, am I right?"

"Yeah, he's always making us drink all kinds of tea from everywhere! I don't really care, I mean it's fine, but what's the big deal," Zuko answered. "Azula seems to think it is bitter, but her friend Ty Lee loves having tea parties and always is close by when Uncle Iroh starts one."

"I see. Is there anything that truly sticks out about General Iroh that you can think of?"

"He's really funny. He always writes about the war with a light sense of humor. I sometimes wonder how he became a general in the first place."

"I heard he had a good sense of humor, despite all that's happened to him," Jee sighed, pouring himself another cup of tea. "Someday, I'd like to leave this crew and join his."

While in his small daze, a guard entered the room. He told Jee that the prince had to be fitted for battle. The officer stood up shouting at the guard as to why Zhao would allow a young child to join a battle. The guard just followed his orders.

"There's no point in this chatter if pissing off Zhao is all there is to it," Jee sighed, running his hand through his hair. "Prince Zuko please go with this man. I'll let you know what I find out about this arrangement."