The tone was flat, disbelieving at first, but followed by a look of understanding. Then anger. So it wasn't just some accident. Some one had killed Toph. Some one had killed his friend, and left her shadow to roam around the castle in misery.
Sokka's fist curled at his side, clenching so hard his arm shook. Damn.
He slid off the windowsill wordlessly. There was a certain fountain he had to pay a visit to.
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The tone was flat, disbelieving at first, but followed by a look of understanding. Then anger. So it wasn't just some accident. Some one had killed Toph. Some one had killed his friend, and left her shadow to roam around the castle in misery.
Sokka's fist curled at his side, clenching so hard his arm shook. Damn.
He slid off the windowsill wordlessly. There was a certain fountain he had to pay a visit to.