A. N. : Mistral is a strong, cold wind that blows mainly during winter (though not exclusively), and is responsible for the usual sunny weather in Provence, as well as the relative dryness of the air. It has a reputation for making people anxious, and will often make the cold of the winter even worse. Anyway I like to title Aang chapters after air things, and it was about time I mentioned some wind names.

Today's training really isn't going well.

It started out good enough, Aang blindfolding himself to better sense the earth, while Katara and Toph prepared for some joint training. Aang heard Jet daring Sokka to beat him at sword fighting somewhere to the left – if he focused, he could even make out their position and the different ways they stood on their feet.

Then his own training started and Aang instead put his attention to that. Stay in place, wait, listen – Toph's right foot pressed on the ground harder than the left, earth moved and slid, Aang stood his ground, feet stable and rooted, he felt Katara shift her weight in a familiar way, avoided Toph's rock pillar and used that momentum to reorient the water whip and send it back, avoided two more pillars, then one flying rock by burrowing himself in the earth like that mole-dude at the Earth Rumble –

It's when he emerged that things went wrong.

Katara and Toph more or less forgot about him in the ten seconds he was underground, it seems. Aang can't see them, what with the blindfold and all, but they sound angry enough at each other – and not him – that he dares take a feel at Sokka and Jet's side of things – they're still both on their feet, one of them taking strong steps around the other, almost in a circular fashion, making the other slowly draw back, and then –

There's a loud crash near Aang that makes him jump, mud splashing – he knows it's mud because some got in his mouth and it does not taste good – and he thinks Katara and Toph gave up bending to wrestle each other instead. He should stop them.

Aang opens his mouth to do just that – in the background, probably-Jet changes his posture entirely, suddenly lighter on his feet, makes some sort of sweeping move, and probably-Sokka drops on the ground, there's a metallic clang and –

And before Aang can manage to remind Katara and Toph that they're supposed to be training him, something hard hits his head and he falls to his knees.

Ouch ! Monkey feathers !

He takes off the blindfold, looks around to see – Sokka's boomerang ? That's weird.

Katara rushes to Aang to tend to his head – the water soothes the pain and the ringing in his ears, but he still feels a bit like throwing up – while Toph asks Sokka and Jet how in hell that happened.

It would be nice if they could avoid a shouting match, but that's probably too much to ask. Thank the Spirits for water healing, otherwise Aang thinks his head would explode.

Anyway, apparently Sokka threw his boomerang at Jet when he fell, and Jet reflexively parried it, and then it flew at Aang. It was an accident, no one is at fault, so why are they yelling at each other like that ? Guys. Guys it's fine. Aang is good, mostly. Everything's alright. Is anyone listening ?

All that needless shouting attracted Zuko, who takes a long, really annoyed look at everyone before telling Sokka and Jet that if they want to fight, they should do it somewhere else, and that they're disturbing Lin. He's been in a terrible mood since yesterday – or maybe even before that, but Roku's tale definitely made it worse – and none of them really know what to do about it. Not even Jet, and he's been Zuko's friend the longest.

Sokka says very fast that actually, sitting here is boring and he wants to visit the nearby city, Toph thinks there's bound to be some fun to be found there, Jet looks at Zuko and seems to decide that dealing with an even grumpier than the already grumpier than usual Zuko is too much for him and so he'll go too – Sokka makes a face at that, but he somehow doesn't complain.

And Aang would love to go too, but Katara clearly tells him not to move too much for the next hour, and the dull pain in his skill seems to agree with that. No fun city time for him, then…

But hey, on the bright side, Katara and Toph stopped fighting ! And Sokka and Jet aren't shouting at each other anymore !

On the less bright side, Zuko tells Aang that once he's recovered and the sun is a little higher, they'll start training with fire in optimal conditions – meaning stronger flames, meaning Aang will have to work even harder to both control himself and to avoid being too afraid to bend, all under the watchful eye of the angriest sifu ever. Cool. Great. Amazing.

He doesn't think he wants to train anymore actually.

Couldn't saving the world be a little easier ?