"It is," Katara said, "To me, anyway. I'm glad you like it too. It's not what a lot of people are used to."

For the moment all was well. The air had a chilling sweet smell to it, more water than anything with the smell of fish. But this was only temporary, as a moment later, a new sighht greeted them: falling to the ground, all out nowhere like snowflakes. Roxie was sure to recognize what the subtance was, and as for her, she knew they were never far enough away from her thoughts to forget.

"Ashees," she said softly, her face set. "The Fire Nation soldiers are coming."