ᴅ ᴇ ꜱ ᴛ ʀ ᴜ ᴄ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ

    ❝ i know . ❞

      relief. a strange prickle in her chest. she sets her gaze upon the other, scanning her for injury. it’s been too long since their last meeting. since their last collision. these thoughts would never, could never be vocalized, though. perhaps by ty lee, but certainly not by azula. she narrows her eyes, furrows her brow. tucks her hands behind her back with erect posture.        ❝ there you are . ❞ she concludes, inhaling sharply. ❝ i -- ❞ if she were more like zuko, she’d finish with “miss you ,” or “am happy to see you ,” but she’s not zuko. and longing nor happiness were the emotions she felt these days. ❝ come along then . ❞ she says with a sneer, ❝ we have much to do . ❞

      ---- ❝ where’s ty lee ?! ❞