She hasn't consciously been avoiding home, or Shealtiel, but she's still been spending a lot more time... Walking. Running. Wandering in the wildlands again. Never for long, not all at once, but- Well. When she stayed still for too long, the thoughts started to set in. Better to keep moving.
So she's running.
The first thing she notices is the fire. It doesn't seem normal- not a campfire, not any natural occurrence. Zuko was gone. Uncle barely even bothered firebending anymore, she hadn't seen him try since the Story Eater the year before. It could be somebody else with fire abilities, she supposes.
It's not until she's nearly reached the source of the fire that her mistake occurs to her. She'd only rarely seen it, but of course, of course the Avatar was still a firebender. And she's just nearly stumbled into him.
Her initial impulse is to leave, but as she's turning to slip away, she finds herself pausing briefly to glance at his work. It looks like... some sort of sculpted glass?
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So she's running.
The first thing she notices is the fire. It doesn't seem normal- not a campfire, not any natural occurrence. Zuko was gone. Uncle barely even bothered firebending anymore, she hadn't seen him try since the Story Eater the year before. It could be somebody else with fire abilities, she supposes.
It's not until she's nearly reached the source of the fire that her mistake occurs to her. She'd only rarely seen it, but of course, of course the Avatar was still a firebender. And she's just nearly stumbled into him.
Her initial impulse is to leave, but as she's turning to slip away, she finds herself pausing briefly to glance at his work. It looks like... some sort of sculpted glass?