Katara's wave grew a life of it's own, rearing out of the pool like a living thing and flowing as a striking snake might onto the concrete. The water was full of Naked people, but at least it was purified, and that was enough for this river god. As the light fragmented through the dragon-formed water, color and shape took place of clarity as scales and hair blossomed into existence. Dragon-formed, Haku snorted at the swimmers, then coiled himself comfortably among the swamped beach chairs like a giant, horned snake.

Don't doubt the river god, yo.