Author's Note: Hey everyone, so sorry this is late! When chapter 4 first came up, there were no reviews for about a day or so, so I was sad and writers block was crawling in. But last night I check my reviews again, and lo and behold- reviews! So thank you guys all so much. Also, thank you to Polymorphe, because your PMing is disabled and so I can't thank you personally. Special thanks to all those who gave prompts, I've got plans to use them all soon!

Also, just for the record, when I say 'gons,' I mean like pentagon, hexagon, octagon, est.

Enjoy!

Air Bender Girl

If there's any place Jinora loves, it's her bedroom.

The room isn't small, but it's not really very big, either. Normally, airbenders prefer large spaces, because they're airy and there's room to move around. To breathe. They also have a tendency to lean towards rooms with interesting shapes. Circles and all the gons. But Jinora's room is a perfect square, and that's the way she likes it. The door into her room is perfectly in the center of the wall. There's a large, dark wooden desk in the middle of the right wall. The wall behind it is covered with paintings, drawings, and poetry, all done by Jinora in a careful hand. To the right of the desk is a bookcase that extends to the wall where the door is. The bookcase is floor to ceiling, but that's okay because Jinora can reach it on her air scooter. To the left of her desk are her closets. One of them is full of her everyday clothes, carefully hung on hangers to keep them wrinkle-free. On the floor there are two clear plastic boxes pushed neatly to the side, the smaller on top of the large one.

The larger box contains some of Jinora's baby clothes. Little things she couldn't bear to part with, like her first set of airbender clothes. The other contains her underclothes. Her shoes are lined up neatly against the right wall of the closet, opposite the boxes.

The second closet also has clothes hung up in it, but these are special clothes. The kind she wears to a party or special occasion. There are the robes a female Air Nomad would wear. Technically, Jinora wears what boys used to wear, but she's okay with that. The robes are for when she's representing her people. She's never worn them except to try them on, but that's okay too. The day she completes her airbending training, she will wear them officially for the first time. There will be a huge celebration, ad after that, Jinora will begin the three day meditation necessary for her to receive her arrows.

Asides from the precious airbender garments, there are several other sets of clothes and shoes, of all different colors. Her own garb, dyed bright pink in an unfortunate accident involving Ikki, air scooters, and Leechi juice.

Lots of Leechi juice.

There were also some garments from the Earth Kingdom, Water Tribe, and Fire Nation. If she was ever allowed into the city alone, she could wear these, so as not to be identified as one of the few airbenders alive, and possibly stalked by the press or kidnapped and held ransom. (Personally, Jinora thought her father was paranoid.)

Asides from those things, there were a few random party dresses that she wore to political parties whenever her father felt she ought to be there. The closet seemed almost bare in comparison to the one holding her everyday clothes.

Across the room was Jinora's bed. It was a twin bed, with only the large yellow and orange leaf-pattern blanket and one pillow (albeit a very comfy pillow). Her sheets and pillowcase matched the walls, painted an autumn scene with swirling leaves of every color. Her bed was very comfy, and using light from the candle she always kept at her bedside (despite the electricity, Jinora liked candles- they were soothing and easier for her to blow out with bending then turning off lamps), Jinora often read late into the night. But even her comfy bed wasn't Jinora's favorite part of her bedroom.

No, that was reserved for the window.

The window was exactly opposite the door. And it wasn't just any window. It was big, a few feet tall- Jinora was taller, but she could still easily open the windows and fly right out into open air. The middle windows even opened like doors. But what Jinora Liked best was the window seat the window was edged around. It was like the top of one of the gons. It was wooden, but an orange pillow was fitted perfectly to the shape. And there were large curtains drawn off to the side, also orange, but with the sign of the Air Nomads on it in very large yellow.

And it was here Jinora sent hours reading, and here that Jinora cried, and here where she stared out into the open sky and wonder why.

And it was there, even though she was enclosed in a fairly small space (for an airbender), it was here more than anywhere else (except perhaps flying) that Jinora felt free.