"The Northern Tribe? But I thought they didn't teach their girls waterbending." Nima's eyes are bright with curiosity. "How did you convince them? Or did you run away?"

She grins - she loves stories of rebellion. The ones that don't end in setting nonrebel buildings on fire, anyway.

She snuggles in closer to Kaya, settling in for a good story. "How about I go next? I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." In the meantime, the water tribe girl is warm and cuddly, and hasn't pushed Nima off yet.