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This is not the update rate you ought to expect, truly it is not because soon I'm sure it will slow down dramatically. In truth I write this to simply get rid of the niggling, in all honesty I'd have been as well simply taking Navara and Ankor and using them in my own original world because shocking as it may be I am not a fan of Avatar: The Legend of Aang.

Rising out of the depths of the stream she grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around herself, she had kept a keen ear and eye of what was around her and knew other than small critters she was quite alone. Ankor had not ventured closer, nor had any other. Her sarashi were on the bank of the stream and as she stepped up onto the grass she crouched down to grab the bandages in one hand while her other kept the blanket tightly around her body. In swift movements she began to wrap the material around her, years of experience in doing so made her quick in doing so. Satisfied that she was securely wrapped she began to return to where she had left Ankor.

He was leaning against a particularly thick tree trunk, contrary to how she sometimes thought of him he had done nothing particularly nefandous when in her presence, albeit his introductory assassination Ankor noticed her arrival he looked at her as she pulled on fresh clothing and ignored him. Ankor was the one to break the silence. "Unique are your actions because no other woman I have met acts like you, that is not a compliment. One moment you are modest and the next you brazenly strip before my eyes." He said accusingly as he stood straight and raised a hand in her direction. "Yet I have this peculiar nitency to actually enjoy being around you!"

Navara was abducent to him before she decided to stop and answer. "Whatever your impulses, do not place the blame upon me. I asked nothing of you, only took what you offered in place of ending a threat to my life and the stability of the four nations." It was then she noticed something she had not done so before, sweat beaded across his forehead, the grey tinge to his skin and the way he stood unbalanced, swaying on his feet and the wild look in his eyes. Suspicion rose as she realised that his sudden outburst was not what she had originally thought it was, her new companion was clearly not well. "You've been poisoned?" She questioned, she did not expect an answer as he seemed to lack lucidity in his current state.

"Atroppna. I was caught dozing." Ankor forced the words out in an unexpected reply."You know of its symptons and its final result. Charcoal, I must ingest charcoal to dampen the effects and give time for the antidote to be procured." He groaned as he clutched his stomach, he was breathing heavily.

Navara stared at him before she realised that she had to act. Charcoal? Did she have it in her pack? She dove towards her pack and not even taking care to dig through it but instead pulled her belongings out of it and leaving them scattered around her as she found the cloth bag in which the charcoal she had procured in powdered form in preparation for the time she would be poisoned (the Avatar before her had died from being poisoned). Realising she had never learned how to properly administer it she simply poured a handful and held it to his mouth, he was grimacing as he swallowed it with difficultly. Powder it seemed was not easily swallowed.

She waited for signs of improvement although she saw none, of course she could hardly know if it worked immediately or if it would even work. Had the charcoal lost some sort of potency? No, she doubted that because it had been kept try and clear from anything it could absorb, clearly it would simply take some time to ease the severity of his symptons. Once Ankor was lucid enough to tell her what exactly the antidote was. Of course she was wary of the fact he had been poisoned seemingly in the short time she had gone to bathe, but as he was the one who had been poisoned she felt safe to assume that she was not the target of the murder attempt, for once. The poetic justice did not go amissed, the man who had sought her out originally in an attempt to take her life for monetry gain was now the one relying on her assistance to live after someone attempted to kill him.

Then he spoke in a sardonic voice. "I am still alive, and I'm not likely to die anytime soon. The charcoal absorbed a lot of the poison in my system, I simply need an antidote and to flush it out of my system completely. I ought to be fit enough for movement soon." He paused before looking pensive. "Why have you not got a pet? Don't all the Avatars have some sort of creature of their nation?"

"Pokay is not a pet, he is the most wonderful friend anyone could have." Navara snapped, how dare this stupid man refer to her dearest confident as a pet. "It is mating season, Pokay had to go back to the South to father some cubs." She winced inwardly as she felt unexpected guilt at being so short with him when he was poisoned.

"There is a village straight ahead, there is a healer there named Ty Lee and she will likely have the antidote. I'm going to need you to support some of my weight or I won't manage to the walk." Ankor instructed her, his breathing was not quite so rapid but he still possessed the grey tinge to his skin.

Navara nodded her acceptance as she went to gather up their belongings.

He had been tucked underneath a soft blanket after the antidote had been administered before it occurred to Navara that she may have been able to flush the poison from his system using her healing abilities. Of course there was nothing to suggest she would be able to do so with poison, her studies in healing were incomplete because they were not considered important for an Avatar to have to learn.

Asleep she simply watched him, his eyes closed and face relaxed and for the first time she realised that he was perhaps only six years her senior, she had assumed quite wrongly that he had been nearing his third decade of life, she had been wrong because she could clearly see the still unlined face. Although the grey colour was no longer he was still pale but peaceful in his sleep. Seeing no reason to worry about his survival she instead recollected her composure and settled herself comfortably on the seat and lost herself in thoughts.

Ty Lee had left her small home to make some home-visits but had graciously told Navara to make herself at home. Ty Lee had known Ankor immediately; genuine worry had been clear in her actions and loss of composure. Ankor was now occupying her thoughts because she clearly knew nothing about him other than what tidbits he gave up. He tossed and turned occasionally but she saw nothing else that signalled he was relapsing.

The question remained: who was trying to kill Ankor? Branching from that question were multiple others of various importance and she longed for him to wake so she could interrogate him. He was clearly dragging her into something but one thing she never realised was that she did not need to choose to involve herself in what was appearing to be his problem, she had chosen to stay.

Broken from her thoughts when she heard a cry she looked immediately at the sleeping man who was not sleeping peacefully. A face contorted in a mixture of rage and pain as he writhed around on the bed furiously. Jumbled words were said but she could not make them out as she tried to calm him with words.

"Awaken, you are simply asleep." She tried in a hopeless attempt to wake him.

What is driving a grown man to terrors like these? Navara thought as she placed a hand on his forehead, Ankor responded to her touch positively and when her fingers stroked his face he seemed to drift back into the world of dreams.

Later when Ty Lee had entered with a basket full of food and wine Navara had informed her of what had happened. "It is simply an aftereffect of the poison, he'll get over them." Ty Lee had explained simply and was unconcerned. "I've saved some food for him, nice base foods that shouldn't irritate his stomach, thankfully the charcoal absorbed a lot of the poison which saved his life but he'll not be fit to go anywhere for a few days. In the meantime you can tell me how you came to be travelling with him."

"I am his student, he is teaching me beyond the basics of Fire-bending, my previous Master took ill and passed away and I sought out a teacher."

Ty Lee looked at her in surprise. "My father would be pleased to see his favourite student passing on his teachings," the healer informed Navara as she beamed in delight. "I lived in the Earth Nation as a child, that was where I met Ankor. It was quite a shock for Father when a six year old Ankor got angry and set the clothes of a earth-bender on fire. His mother was a woman of ill respute and an unknown father. Of course it became clear that his father was from the Fire nation."

Navara looked at Ty Lee. "What is meant by a woman of ill respute?" She asked the older woman.

Ty Lee averted her eyes. "A woman who lays with many men for monetry gain, a whore or a prostitute depending on what you want to call her." She said quickly with slightly pink cheeks.

Navara looked at Ty Lee awkwardly. "Oh." She simply murmured trying to stop the embarrassment showing on her face.

"This is the first time in years I've seen Ankor," Ty Lee eventually spoke again, "I am glad to see him again even under the circumstances."