The whole group walked along the sandy beach of a remote island they had found to rest for a while. Appa was laying in the sand, munching on a melon he had found, Momo trying to steal it from him.

Zuko raised a hand to his face, shielding his eyes from the sun. But he saw something in the distance. It almost looked like.. a body. He held up a hand, signaling the group to stop. “Guys, what’s that over there? They look hurt.”

Sokka’s goofy attitude after landing had changed immediately to guarded as he twirled his club and readied his boomerang, shifting his stance into a defensive position. “I don’t know, but we should be careful. They could be Fire Nation.”

Aang and Katara stayed close together, while Toph narrowed her blind eyes, planting her feet on the ground to steel herself.