Kyoshi sat in her meditative state, surrounded by the rich, earthy scents of the garden she maintained on her mountain retreat. The air was thick with a light mist, and the sounds of chirping birds echoed in her ears. As the wind blew, it would occasionally pick up a loose petal or two, sending them swirling through the air. A soft smile played at the corners of her lips; it had been a quiet morning thus far. She felt a great sense of peace and calm washing over her.