To You I Belong: TokkaTo You I BelongMore Like This
Sokka pulled at the collar of his formal water tribe robes. The only thing he ever liked about these parties was the seemingly infinite supply of food. Blubbered seal jerky, stewed sea prunes, steamed snow crab, roasted polar leopard, even braised hippocow the feast was endless.
It was the fourth time he'd been to one of these anniversary parties, but he knew he'd never get used to them. All anyone wanted to do was talk about the war, while all he wanted to do was forget it especially that last awful, terrifying day...
"So, how have you been, Sokka?"
Sokka turned to Chief Arnook. He was supposed to be having a conversation with the man, but as the evening wore on, he found he couldn't hold up his end of it. "Oh, uh, I'm fine, Chief Arnook."
The chief noted his distractedness. "This is the first time you've been back, isn't it?"
Chief Arnook nodded. "First time back