Kai had to remind himself that he turned over a new leaf when he joined Master Tenzin at the Northern Air Temple to become a part of the Air Nomads. It would be so easy though, just to take it, to slip it up his sleeve. Especially since the merchant wasn’t even paying any attention to him. Nobody would notice, right?
Wrong…
“What are you doing here?” Mako’s familiar voice sent a cold shiver up his spine, which made him drop the hair pin that he thought would look nice in Jinora’s hair. “And what exactly are you doing?”
“Who me?” Kai laughed nervously and stepped away from t
“Race ya!” Kai heard her say a second before Jinora flew passed him riding on top of a swirling ball of air. He’d been distracted by his thoughts about the day’s lesson – that earning your arrow tattoos required that you master all thirty-six airbending forms. He had asked about who had been the youngest airbender to earn their arrows, for surely Jinora could. Of course, it had been Jinora’s grandfather, Avatar Aang because he created a new airbending technique – which was the other way that you could also earn your tattoos.
“Hey, no fair!” he yelled and took off running
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The smell of fruit tarts and deep fried ice-cream filled the air of the new Ember Island boardwalk. The Ferris wheel towered as the tallest structure for miles around and showed as a beacon to the world famous magical place of the Fire Nation. It was the last vacation of the summer break, and everyone was there to enjoy it. Almost everyone, that is. There was one young airbender who almost didn’t make it.
Jinora passed up a vender selling sizzle-crisps and watermelon juice as she slipped through the crowds. Earlier she’d had to turn down Kai’s invitation in order to accompan