Suki woke with a start. Her eyes darted about wildly, trying to take in her surroundings.
She was not greeted with the smooth, metal walls she had come to know, but soft fabrics - a tent.
For a moment, confusion and caution warred. Was this a trick of Azula's? More mental torture devised for the twisted Princess's pleasure?
And then memory returned. Sokka had stormed the highest security prison in the Fire Nation and rescued her from the clutches of her captors. Azula had told her he'd never come.
But he had.
She crawled out of the tent to find him.