Navi slowly and laboriously made her way towards the other, breathing heavily by the time sheād caught up. Sheād known that the bloodbender was waiting for her, and sheād assumed that the pair would keep moving as soon as sheād caught up- being swept off of her feet was completely unexpected, and was enough to draw a small yelp from the other.Ā āHey, are you-you sure youāre strong enough to carry me all the way to the nearest town?!āĀ
When no answer came, the airbender sighed and relaxed. If her comrade became tired, sheād do her best to walk. The rest, for now, was incrediblyĀ welcome, what with how weak and exhausted the girl had become throughout her entire ordeal. Slowly, between the rocking movements of the bloodbenderās stride and the calming noises of the forest, the airbender began to drift into a deep sleep.Ā
Nobody stopped the boy when he rode out from the stables on the back of a mongoose lizard. Has a higher ranking official seen him, they might have tried to stop him. But the other soldiers who noticed didnāt say anything. Perhaps in their minds, Helm was simply taking the cowards way out and running away. But Helm wasnāt leaving forever- at least, he hoped he wasnāt. he was going to find the Avatar and the Bloodbender and bring them back. Heād captured the Avatar once, he could do it again. And he could subdue the bloodbender, as long as he didnāt find them on a night of a full moon.Ā
Gritting his teeth as the lizard races forward, Helm turns his eyes to the sky. Others would be searching for them, but Helm had something the others didnāt. His falcon had been the first to fly after the escape. Heād seen the direction the bird had flown. The boy trusted the instincts of his friend. And though he didnāt see the falcon in the sky at the moment, he knew it wouldnāt lose the escaped prisoners. That falcon wouldnāt betray his expectations.
Far away, that falcon was doing its best to not let his handler down. The boy he reported to was relying on him to find those prisoners, and the bird wasnāt about to let him down. The falcon had taken off in the direction the prisoners had fled, and had been watching them for a while. From high above in the sky, its little eyes watched the two girls travel. But the falcon couldnāt stay in the air forever. And as long as those two were moving, he couldnāt leave to report back to his boy. He knew to wait until they had stopped to rest, in order to give himself more time to leave and find them again.
Though the falcon was getting tired from flying so long, he knew he couldnāt leave. So the bird descends, trying to stay out of their sight, but trying to land in a nearby tree to watch them. As they walked by, the bird flew to a tree further ahead, watching the pair as they approached, and then walked by. The falcon did his best to stay out of their sight. heād been trained not to let himself be seen by what he was tracking. If there was one thing heād learned in his training, it was that a spotted bird was a dead bird. And a dead bird wouldnāt be able to report back to his boy.
Twila carried the other girl for quite some time, finally coming across the river she had heard. She didnāt mind that Navi had fallen asleep, no, she actually quite enjoyed the silence that it brought. Being kept in a cage with no sounds other than your own thoughts got you used to the quiet. She actually rather enjoyed it.
Reaching the side of the creek, she gently laid Navi down on the grass beside the water. Itād been an obscene amount of time since sheād last had a bath, and regardless of how cold the water may have been, she was not going to pass this up. Wasting no time at all, she undressed herself and waded deep into the river, relishing the feeling of fresh water running past her. She hadnāt had a proper bath in years, and while this wasnāt exactly ideal, it was a blessing all the same.
Dunking her head under the water, she rinsed her hair, getting all of the dirt and dust and grime out of the dark locks. Some of the tangles came out as well, but that didnāt fix how hindersome and heavy it was. Sheād need to cut it short before interacting with the general population. Having knee-length hair was likely to draw some unwanted attention.
It took her longer than expected to get all of the filth off of her skin, but she looked and felt much better. Afterwards, she reluctantly dragged herself out of the water, shivering. While she would have loved to stay in the water forever, it was much to cold to realistically do so. She squeezed as much water out of her hair as possible, and then re-dressed herself, breathing a sigh of fresh air. She didnāt care how hard it got from this point on, she would never regret escaping from that prison. Never. This was the best feeling sheād ever had in her life.
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