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Nomads
Annual Migration, Pakku had decided, was just too much work. It was one of the many things that he missed about the Northern Water Tribe. The capital had been so well planed; the trading and resources had been so well managed. The Spirit Oasis had been so important: the founders of the city had never even thought of moving with the herds. And he had been so removed from the labors of living and had lived for his Art... But the South Pole? It was more than just the other side of the world. It was Different.
At first, he had thought that the lack of permanent structures was all down to the lack of water-benders. It didn't take Kanna and the other Elders long to explain that they didn't need permanent ice buildings. That when the village moved onto the next in a series of seasonal settlements; animals took them over. Large, cranky, animals that viewed any heat-holding place as their own.
That, in and of itself, was another problem. The Northern Tribe had had land that could support them, and the best fishing in the world. The South lived on the ice. They had bare rock and no cultivatable plants. Aside from sled polar-dogs, there were no animals that could be kept.
And when the summer season came, they had to move further from the sea edge or risk falling into the unforgiving ocean. Even with every able body working, some one always got lost, something always broke. Great Spirits, how had the Air Nomads done it?