[ bt ] be our guest ; sa ✕ bb
{ ` : in the moment aisha set foot on the ice of the bounders, right in front of the door, she knew everything was very different – to that small tribe she had visited not a year later and, even more, to her homeland. had any of the cold fish faced men that followed her father, and her sister, and guarded her aunt’s back, even reached as far from there as she had? the young waterbender had high doubts, especially when the huge icy gate was lifted by some men dressed in blue – on the same way most of the people did. the girl left the boat she was in very few after the other passengers, and she could feel the heat only ice could produce on the heel of her feet, even those hidden by a warm and comfortable boot she had gotten from an unfortunate soul – the same one who had, unfortunately for them and luckily for her, left their passage in such an easy place to be taken by a prowler like her – and strangely enough, the sensation felt good. her lips stretched at their own will, forming a not-so-quiet and not-so-her grin – at least she wasn’t with her mouth open like someone stupid – as she observed in awe the perfectly sculptured buildings. in the end, such was her attention to the solidified structures that little was left for the way, and it took no time for a barrier to be found – a warm, short barrier. } Can’t you see where you walking? { ` : she nagged to the boy she had bumped into, in a louder tone than usual and ruder as well—hypocrisy was dripping from her words as she spoke, but who cared when she had raised an eyebrow to stare at the boy? }