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The wind was so loud he could barely hear her warning. she screamed louder, hair whipping in the pull of the air, arms working to push her further towards the boy until he finally turned his head and look her way – but it was too late.
he stumbles over the edge of the canyon– and she lets out a scream. the birds in the air, catching the drafts and the currents, had caught his attention, and the Avatar had not been watching his step.
she pushes herself forward, leaning over the edge, fully expecting to see his falling figure, until the remembered – and huffed annoyed at her slip of the mind. ( Airbender. He’ll be fine. ) so she crosses her arms and patiently waits for him to float back up to her.
