“I told you to keep the equalists at arms length. Now look how you ended up” Korra grunted in frustration and poked the limp arm of her friend like a cat would poke a mug on the edge of a table.

She took another bandaid Pema borrowed her from the table. She put it right over the bleeding scratch of her friend’s shoulder and huffed. Korra was obviously still ticked off. Her blue eyes are were cold like ice, not willing to melt that easily