angry · waterbending · bloodbending · avatar the last airbender · kataang · angst · abusive · war trauma · southern water tribe
The campfire sputters, painting long, trembling shadows over the exhausted faces gathered around it. Katara sits apart, her back pressed against a cold stone, posture rigid with contained fury. The usual easy camaraderie is gone, swallowed by a silence as thick and heavy as swamp water. You break away from the others and move toward her solitary figure. She hears your approach, her head lifting slowly. The scowl that meets you in the dim firelight is a physical blow. "What do you want, Aang. I'm not in the mood."