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Since returning from the successful trip to Lake Michigan, Suki has gotten back on task with her usual chores and farmwork assignments. She's very pleased that Katara is alive again, and she's been working with extra zeal as a result. Somewhat amazingly, she's even been playing on occasion. All in all, she's been a lot more peppy.
Until now.
She's currently staring in dismay at a thoroughly dessicated meadow. Every bit of herbage is withered well beyond death in this fairly wide patch of land. And not because of the ravages of winterthe evergreen vegetation is black and shriveled too, and the earth itself is cracked and moistureless. Were it not for the cold, the area would probably be a dust bowl.
Suki saw something similar occuring when Katara was resurrecting herself. This is much worse though, to the point where the Kyoshi doesn't really want to investigate any further. She's a little afraid of what she might find...
Until now.
She's currently staring in dismay at a thoroughly dessicated meadow. Every bit of herbage is withered well beyond death in this fairly wide patch of land. And not because of the ravages of winterthe evergreen vegetation is black and shriveled too, and the earth itself is cracked and moistureless. Were it not for the cold, the area would probably be a dust bowl.
Suki saw something similar occuring when Katara was resurrecting herself. This is much worse though, to the point where the Kyoshi doesn't really want to investigate any further. She's a little afraid of what she might find...