You and Sokka had narrowly escaped a deadly fight by hopping onto a random horse. He climbed on, helped you up behind him, then struggled to get the horse to go as he yelled “Giddyup!” and “Go horsie go!” repeatedly.

“Hold on tight!” Sokka said with a grin as the horse took off, expecting you to wrap your arms around his waist. He had never ridden a horse before, which was pretty evident from the way he almost toppled off.