AZULA:
azula smiled, her eyes following the fairy’s wings as she floated around the room. she was glad to see tink feel better after the battle at the ball. though she wouldn’t show it, she had a few sleepless nights thinking about whether she’d be able to fly again.
tink’s offer to assist her made her cheeks flush, she quickly gained her composure, coughing to cover up her bashfulness. she didn’t want tink to see that she was in pain. she made sure nobody could. “well, this scratch is not very pretty. you might not want to see it up close, you’d find it… unflattering.” she said timidly.
She’d been flying a lot more in the confines of their home, mostly hovering, this didn’t exactly classify as flying. But she had a new appreciation for the wings on her back, with an almost silent drop to the ground before Azula she shook her head with a small chuckle. “Unflattering is not a word I associate with you.” Plucking the disinfecting alcohol from her hand she would be fine with helping. Something told her this wasn’t the first time she’d patched someone up after getting into a scrape.
“I know we haven’t had much chance to talk about it since the ball, but with the wedding announcement and our names being on it ...” Now it was her turn to be the bashful awkward one. “...but I wanted to tell you that there is nothing to worry about, this changed nothing from what we have now.” She smiled as she pressed a small scrap of linen soaked in disinfectant onto her wound. “We’ll get through it.”











