Malu-the-Air-Nomad

Bury the Old For all his power, Aang felt useless for far more often than was fair. He had thought, when his new Earthbender friends saved him and Katara from the collapsed tunnel, that he'd be able to rush into the Fire Nation's sinkhole immediately to help Mai and Sokka. But the Tiankeng Fortress hadn't gotten any less dangerous in the time Aang spent trapped, and his rescuers asked to try infiltrating the fortress secretly on their own, and as a point in their favor, they hadn’t caused any cave-ins recently. So Aang agreed, and kept himself busy helping Katara see to Mother Malu, Appa, and Momo. He had spent the last few hours maki

A New Wind Mai wasn't sure what she was more embarrassed about- getting herself mad and pulling a sword on the people she was trying to be friends with, or breaking down and crying where they could see her. Either way, Mai found herself sitting alone in Appa's saddle in the middle of an ashland feeling very silly. She took her hands away from her face and looked at the world around her. The winds were dead, and the dunes of ash- almost certainly not any of Ty Lee's- rested across the grounds of the complex around Appa. Tall walls cut off the rest of her view of the world, enclosing the grounds and leaving the several-story building at the

More Than a Lifetime They wouldn't even let Gyatso drop him off at the Eastern Air Temple. At least it wasn't cranky old Tashi. High Monk Pasang himself saddled up his Sky Bison and flew alongside Appa for the whole journey. He didn't speak much, but every so often he would look over at the younger Air Nomad, and offer an encouraging smile. It didn't make Aang feel any better. He was still the Avatar, and still leaving his home and mentor. Pasang handled the introductions when they arrived at the Eastern Temple. Mother Iio met them, and to Aang's eyes, she hadn't aged a day since she led him and the other young monks to choose their Sky B