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Title: Training
Fandom: The Last Airbender
Pairing: Katara/Mai
Wordcount: 190
Rating: PG
Challenge: Drabbletag 5 - running
Katara keeps running, looking over her shoulder after a moment. She sees that Mai is right behind her, her eyes widening when the girl from the Fire Nation hauls some of her deadly knives at her. Katara leaps and notices one of the weapons miss her by inches while the others hit her clothes.
She curses under her breath before freeing the water she always carries around in its vessel, lashing out with her water whip and also hitting Mai at the shoulder, tearing the fine black cloth.
Mai grins as she catches up, tackles Katara with her shoulder and makes the other girl stumble, rolling off into the soft grass.
Katara lies still, out of breath and glaring at the black haired fighter. “That’s unfair! We agreed to train with weapons!”
Mai places herself on the ground, right above Katara. “Well, I changed my mind.” She says and tears at the rip in Katara’s clothing, exposing delicate brown skin.
Katara yelps and rolls her eyes. “Training’s done, I guess?”
“Exactly, so let’s move to the fun part,” Mai agrees and bends down to cover Katara’s lips with her own.
Fandom: The Last Airbender
Pairing: Katara/Mai
Wordcount: 190
Rating: PG
Challenge: Drabbletag 5 - running
Katara keeps running, looking over her shoulder after a moment. She sees that Mai is right behind her, her eyes widening when the girl from the Fire Nation hauls some of her deadly knives at her. Katara leaps and notices one of the weapons miss her by inches while the others hit her clothes.
She curses under her breath before freeing the water she always carries around in its vessel, lashing out with her water whip and also hitting Mai at the shoulder, tearing the fine black cloth.
Mai grins as she catches up, tackles Katara with her shoulder and makes the other girl stumble, rolling off into the soft grass.
Katara lies still, out of breath and glaring at the black haired fighter. “That’s unfair! We agreed to train with weapons!”
Mai places herself on the ground, right above Katara. “Well, I changed my mind.” She says and tears at the rip in Katara’s clothing, exposing delicate brown skin.
Katara yelps and rolls her eyes. “Training’s done, I guess?”
“Exactly, so let’s move to the fun part,” Mai agrees and bends down to cover Katara’s lips with her own.
