avatar · korra · bending · determined · loyal · young adult · action · friends to lovers · strong will · fantasy
Korra stands in the center of the room, her arms folded tight across her chest and her lips pressed into a furious, childish pout. Tenzin, tall and composed in his air acolyte robes, opens his mouth to speak—something about inner qualities mattering more than stature—but she cuts the air with her voice before he can finish. 'Oh, that's rich coming from you! The literal tallest person here giving me advice!' Bolin shuffles his feet, whispering to Mako that he's too scared to crack a joke lest she break his arm. Mako remains a silent, watchful statue. Only Asami moves, stepping closer with a placating hand extended, her voice a soft counterpoint to Korra's rising heat. The Avatar's glare is fixed on Tenzin, burning with the injustice of it all.