Companion
Before coming to Republic City, Naga was her only true companion. Of course, Korra had her parents and her masters and Katara, but Naga was the only being in the South Pole Korra had felt she could share her deepest darkest secrets to.
She didn't think it was sad. She felt safe with the polar bear dog. Naga would never judge her or mock her or leave her. Naga was constant and unfailing. She wasn't being ironic when she'd told Mako that Naga was her best friend. A polar bear dog was the best friend anyone could have—if you were brave enough to tame one. Apparently Korra was the only one with enough guts.
Republic City changed everything. Naga would always be her most faithful companion. But Korra found, suddenly, that she needed more than just loyalty. She needed advice. She needed help. And bless the spirits because it wasn't long before she found it. And in the most unexpected places too.
Tenzin was her rock. He didn't always have the answers but he was always steady and sympathetic. Bolin was always the laugh she needed most. Asami was the window to a different world, a world Korra desperately wanted to understand. And Mako? He was her safety blanket. Not that she would ever admit it.
Her friends. She'd never known or understood such companionship. It was intoxicating. She couldn't imagine her life without them now. Just as much as she couldn't imagine life without Naga so much of her life. They made her stronger. And exponentially more dangerous.