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Katara sat behind a tree in the long shadows watching. She should have been getting the group water, but she heard sounds of a struggle. Zuko and Azula were fighting; it had been a while since the group had seen her.
After a while of fighting the Zuko had fallen down and was trying to get back up but she wouldn’t let him. She was saying something to him but Katara couldn’t hear what she was saying. She started pacing in front of Zuko he couldn’t get up and fight anymore. She was talking about something moving her hand trying to explain something that he couldn’t understand. When he had said something back she reacted and hit him with a blast of fire, and left.
Katara covered her mouth as to not be heard. She waited a moment only too see if Azula was going to come back. Then she quietly crept out to where he lay. He was unconscious, and his breathing was slow and ragged. Zuko’s chest was burnt and bloody.
Katara took the water from her pouch and started to heal his wounds all the cuts and bruises that he had endured during the fight.
The days end was coming closer and closer, and the shadows were getting longer and longer. The sky had turned from the light pinky orange to dark blue and you could see the stars slowly coming in to view. Katara knew that Sokka and Aang would start wondering where she had been and why it was taking so long to get a couple pouches of water.

She was almost done, and she noticed that Zuko was starting to regain consciousness, his eyes opened slowly and blinked a couple times; he was trying to figure out where he was and why he didn’t feel any pain. He looked around the area and he found the young water tribe girl sitting next to him the glowing water around her hands.

“What…why are you…” he tried asking he thought a moment, “Why did you heal me?” he asked finally he said “I could have made it on my own.” He said
“You were hurt…I would have healed anyone that was lying left for dead.” She said
Zuko sat up and held his head, “Thanks for saving my life…I guess I owe you one.” He said.
“I guess you do…” she said helping him up and starting back for camp. She helped him up until he could walk under his own control. They walked back to camp…hand in hand.

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Katara sat behind a tree in the long shadows watching. She should have been getting the group water, but she heard sounds of a struggle. Zuko and Azula were fighting; it had been a while since the group had seen her.
After a while of fighting the Zuko had fallen down and was trying to get back up but she wouldn’t let him. She was saying something to him but Katara couldn’t hear what she was saying. She started pacing in front of Zuko he couldn’t get up and fight anymore. She was talking about something moving her hand trying to explain something that he couldn’t understand. When he had said something back she reacted and hit him with a blast of fire, and left.
Katara covered her mouth as to not be heard. She waited a moment only too see if Azula was going to come back. Then she quietly crept out to where he lay. He was unconscious, and his breathing was slow and ragged. Zuko’s chest was burnt and bloody.
Katara took the water from her pouch and started to heal his wounds all the cuts and bruises that he had endured during the fight.
The days end was coming closer and closer, and the shadows were getting longer and longer. The sky had turned from the light pinky orange to dark blue and you could see the stars slowly coming in to view. Katara knew that Sokka and Aang would start wondering where she had been and why it was taking so long to get a couple pouches of water.

She was almost done, and she noticed that Zuko was starting to regain consciousness, his eyes opened slowly and blinked a couple times; he was trying to figure out where he was and why he didn’t feel any pain. He looked around the area and he found the young water tribe girl sitting next to him the glowing water around her hands.

“What…why are you…” he tried asking he thought a moment, “Why did you heal me?” he asked finally he said “I could have made it on my own.” He said
“You were hurt…I would have healed anyone that was lying left for dead.” She said
Zuko sat up and held his head, “Thanks for saving my life…I guess I owe you one.” He said.
“I guess you do…” she said helping him up and starting back for camp. She helped him up until he could walk under his own control. They walked back to camp…hand in hand.