A/N: So... this one got away from me a little bit. It's nowhere near the 100 word mark I try to keep these little snippets to, but I have a feeling some of you won't mind too much :P


Despite her surprising humility and independence, it can be safe to say that envy is not an emotion Asami is familiar with. She chalks it up to her upbringing, and views it as a positive - no unnecessary resentment towards others, or heartaches she'd rather not have to deal with. But when Katara makes a surprise visit to the island with a waterbending pupil in tow, Asami suddenly finds that jealousy can strike even the most unsuspecting people.

The girl's name is Kenna. She wears her hair in loopies like her renowned master, and hails from the same area of the tribe where Korra was born. She's a sweet girl, a little on the shy side, but all Asami seems to be able to do is point out her flaws.

She's quite short (then again, it's rare for Asami to find girls that are taller than her).

Her eyes are kind of close together (but they're a lovely shade of violet).

She apologizes far too often (it's her first time outside of the South Pole, so naturally she's on her best behaviour).

But what bothers her the most is the instantaneous connection Korra seems to have with the visitor. Lately the Avatar has taken to joining her waterbending lessons, and Asami often hears them discussing things she couldn't possibly know the first thing about, like sea prunes or penguin sledding. She finds the two in the meditation pavilion one day, with Korra animatedly re-enacting her first pro-bending match, and Kenna watching with rapt attention. The sudden spark of irrational hostility towards the newcomer startles Asami, and she immediately feels guilty. But, damn it, I find Korra fascinating too.

Later, when she's washing her face free of makeup, she hears Korra's infectious laugh drift in through the open window. Only this time she doesn't feel much like laughing. Instead, she pats her face dry with a towel and makes sure to avoid looking at her reflection in the mirror - she can't stand the traitorous shade of green in her eyes.