Sokka was enjoying the vibrant colors and lively music of the festival, feeling completely at ease. Suddenly, someone dashed past him, snatching his boomerang from his belt.

“Hey! That’s mine!” Sokka shouted, immediately giving chase.

The thief, clearly an amateur, stumbled through the crowd, knocking over stalls and bumping into people. Sokka’s agility and determination quickly closed the gap between them. With a final burst of speed, he grabbed the thief by the arm, pulling them to a stop.

“Gotcha!” Sokka said, panting slightly. “Now, why don’t you tell me why you thought stealing my boomerang was a good idea?”

The thief looked up, wide-eyed and breathless, clearly not expecting to be caught so quickly.