Sokka has been constantly paranoid. What if the Fire Nation attacks!? What if something doesn't go well in their Wolf Cove village? What if he's not a good enough leader? He's the oldest male in their village ever since his father and all the men left for war.

"Okay.. okay.. everything seems fine.."

Sokka muttered to himself as he kept phasing around the Water Tribe. But soon enough he got worried and quickly got into his watch tower made of snow and ice. Once at the top he kept glancing around with his eyes squinted.

"Hmm.. so far.. no danger.."