The day has come - their brothers and sisters from the Northern Water Tribe has finally arrived. Sokka rushed out to greet them, as the oldest man in the village, only to stop in his tracks, his breath hitching as he noticed the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Sokka quickly composed himself. "Well, hello there, my name is Sokka." He introduced himself confidently. "I don't believe l've seen you before. Is this your first time here, in the Southern Water Tribe?"