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“You mean this one?” Katara lifted the bottom on her clothes and lifted them enough to reveal her ankle. “Of course. I didn’t have room on my neck because I still cherish my mother’s necklace, so I tied it around my ankle.”
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There was nothing quite like Ba Sing Se in the spring…
Katara took in a deep breath as she sat on the roof of the Jasmine Dragon, the smell of freshly brewed tea and earthy petals dancing around in front of her nose. A gentle breeze swept through her hair, her eyes closing for a moment.
Below her, the newly pink trees were decorating the stress under foot with petals. People enjoyed the view and peace of the upper ring; handsome men and elegant woman moved in and out of the tea shop, all with smiles on their faces.
Beside her sat the one person she wanted to share this moment with: Aang. She smiled and kissed his cheek to get his attention.
“You see how happy everyone is now that the war is over? All of your hard work paid off, Aang. Isn’t it amazing?” She said. When Ozai had been defeated, she had felt relief. But even now, it would wash over her and remind her how amazingly well the 112-year old had done. And he had continued to do well three years later.
He smiled at her, running his hand over the side of his head as though sweeping back non-existent hair and blushed. “Yea well, you know…” He really didn’t know what else to say. He still couldn’t believe all that had happened. “It sure is a beautiful today.” He wanted to do what he could to pull his companion away from the others. “Wanna go for a walk?”
“A walk sounds nice.” Getting alone time with Aang was still hard, so she wanted to enjoy the moments she did get with him. She took his hand and slipped off the corner of the roof, having not far to land. She wanted to find a secluded spot, where no one would find them.
“Come on.” Pulling gently, she lead Aang through Ba Sing Se. She tried her hardest to avoid the larger crowds; someone was bound to beg him to save their lost kitten or teach them some amazing bending trick.
Finally, she found a shady path along the inside of the upper ring. “This seems nice enough.”
“Avatar Aang! Excuse me, Aang!” Someone ahead of them was rushing towards them. Katara’s eye twitched and she fumed to herself. Why couldn’t she get a moment with him?”
“We’re trying to spend some time toget-” She started to excuse the newcomer, but he ignored her. The man bowed to Aang, handing him a scroll.
“I was sent from the Northern Water Tribe to give you this.” He said, though he looked a little star struck in the Avatar’s presence.
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Kataang Moments - Part 3
“I… really don’t know what to say. Thank you so much, and I appreciate every single one of you!” Katara turns and sniffs emotionally.
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