Izumi stirred in her sleep. It was strange; for the past few nights, she had actually been sleeping well. Now, as she tossed and turned, all she could do was worry about her father. To help ease her mind, she sat up and walked over to her messenger hawk’s perch by the window. The bird … Continue reading →

Bolin’s eyes swept across the crowded screening room, marveling. He had heard that Fire Nationers loved their theater, but this… The crowd he saw as he and Fuse entered the room went beyond ordinary fandom and hinged somewhere between a Nuktuk cult and an unruly mob. “My, they sure are… spirited… aren’t they?” Fuse said. … Continue reading →

When Izumi had said that she was attending an important royal meeting, Korra had assumed that the Firelord meant a meeting about which Firelord portrait should hang on which wall or something. She didn’t think it was the actual meeting with General Iroh and his soldiers about how they should reconquer Sunport. “There was no … Continue reading →

Firelord Izumi was doing better with Flare. Fuse could see her confidence improve every day. Izumi’s dragon was responding well to this new attitude as well. Flare now accepted Izumi’s company in the stable and had grown accustomed to, perhaps even fond, of the Firelord’s affectionate nose rubs and chin scratches. It would be a … Continue reading →

Korra went straight for her room. Her training with Izumi had ended early; apparently the Firelord had some important royal meeting to attend. Which meant that it was time for Korra to talk to Zaheer again. She figured if she harassed him enough times, he would eventually give her the information she wanted. And besides … Continue reading →

Iroh and his soldiers docked without much fanfare. Not that they went unnoticed; a small fleet of United Republic warships showing up on the Fire Nation’s shores was not exactly commonplace. But their peace flags flew high, and for the most part, people seemed more curious about these strange newcomers from a country filled with … Continue reading →

“Hold on,” Fuse said. A poor choice of words. She had meant for him to hold the saddle. But Bolin gripped her waist instead. She had to pause a second to catch her breath, which had fled for some reason. “Right, then.” She patted Flare’s neck, raised her voice, and hardened it into a command. … Continue reading →

Bolin came to meet Fuse at the stables like usual. But unlike usual she wasn’t with Juicy or the eel-hounds. She was hunched over a workbench outside the Fire Palace’s huge metal barn, and resting in the paddock alongside her… Bolin leaned back on his heels, craning his neck upward until he lost his balance … Continue reading →

Sleep did not come easily to Korra that night. Or at all, really. She tried. Who wouldn’t try to sleep when they had to deal with resisting bloodbending or avoiding explosions the next day? But every little noise jolted her thoughts away from rest and back to just how irritated she was. How dare Firelord … Continue reading →