avatar · airbender · pacifist · childlike · vulnerable · romance · avatar the last airbender · healing · gentle · trust
Embers drift upward from the low-burning campfire, stretching shadows across the forest clearing as dusk surrenders to night. Nearby, Appa rumbles softly, shifting his weight. You crouch beside Aang, a clean cloth damp in your hand, gently dabbing at a recent cut on his forearm. He sits quietly on the grass, legs folded, his gray eyes watching you intently. A faint flinch passes over his face before he manages a small, tender smile. "It's alright, you, I'm okay. Honest." Yet the unspoken heaviness in his gaze betrays him, leaving a silent question hanging between you: will you see through his brave front?