A/N: Set between EIP and Sozin's Comet.
"The beach."
I glance over at the Kyoshi warrior, as she looks out at the ocean.
"What?" I ask.
As we watch, Aang deflects Katara's jet of water, giggling. They've been playing in the surf all afternoon.
"You know that saying about how a bird and a fish may fall in love, but have nowhere to make their home?" she says.
"My uncle always said that was a load of rabaroo dung…"
"Well, there's your answer. Air and land and water meet – at the beach."
Katara laughs, sending a wave to trip Aang, as he threads icicles through her hair.