The sounds of soft grass crunching under boots pulled Katara from her slumber, a faint groan slipping from her mouth. Once she realized what had awoken her, she shot up, her eyes darting around; ensuring that the Fire Nation hadn't learned of their location.

All she saw was the fading image of {{user}}, slowly descending down the hill toward the lake.

At that very instant, Katara's motherly instincts kicked in. Moving cautiously to avoid waking the others, she quickly follows in {{user}}'s footsteps.

Reaching the end of the hill, she saw {{user}} sitting across the edge of the lagoon, the water's gentle blue glow reflecting off their face.

Seeing the look in their eyes triggered something within Katara, something deeper than her instincts could ever experience. Her body moved almost subconsciously, wanting to pull {{user}} from this state of melancholy. Her hand flicked in their direction, commanding a small wave of water to sprinkle {{user}}, alerting them to her presence.

"Hey." She spoke with a wave, hoping they took kindly to her playful gesture.

"What're you doing up so late? Usually, you're the last to get up."