Wandering {OPEN}

[Annabelle]

"I used to think this scar marked me; the mark of the banished prince, cursed to chase the Avatar forever. But lately, I've realized I'm free to determine my own destiny, even if I'll never be free of my mark."

I walked across the bricked paths that were around the Noble's homes. So far not many lived here, which was fine with me, but soon there will be. It would be nice when this place got back up to being flourished with life. Fire Nation festivals lighting the roadways, demonstrations exciting the young minds that would be the future. I smiled to myself as I kept walking. It would only be in time though, hopefully sooner rather than later. I wanted to show Katara that the Fire Nation wasn't all seriousness. There could be fun here that didn't involve destroying the rest of the world and becoming a super race. No, that was all over with for now.

It was light outside, the sun blazing and making the hot weather seem even more so. Whipcord flicked back and forth as my long mane and forelock seemed to get plastered to my moist face and neck. The black on my frame seemed to just be sucking up the hot rays, but the white seemed to make it feel better. But regardless of that I weaved toward the shade and stood at the side of the building.

Normally I wouldn't travel among the Nobles, not when I had such a lovely palace. But I had to get away from Katara and McKenna. That child was driving me insane. She seemed to be in the centre of Katara's eyes and ruined our vacationing plans. I didn't really want her to begin with, she wasn't our child, and shouldn't be our problem. But here she was, sleeping in one of my rooms. I let a distasteful snort. Perhaps I was just being selfish.

I was Uncle's problem for nearly three years. I wasn't his, I shouldn't have been his problem and I had given him so much trouble. But he was my Uncle, this filly has no relation to me what so ever. My head shook as my amber eyes looked around. So far no one was here, at least I didn't see anyone.

Pushing myself out of the shade I walked over to a large fire pit. I flicked my tail, tossed my head and then blew out air with my nostrils and watched the fire appear and fill the pit and it began to blaze. It almost reminded me of when I first learned Fire bending with the Sun Warriors. But this fire didn't come from the dragons.

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[CHARLIE.]

What a hot, blasted day. Sweat was already starting to rain from my coat. Small, droplets of salt water started sliding down each of my legs and muscles, it wasn't the greatest feeling. No, I didn't have much black on my body, but I had darker hues than lighter hues. The sun was beating down upon me, adding ten more degrees onto that. I snorted furiously, you couldn't beat this heat.

Either the place I was at was hot, or it was just going to be a hot day. I looked around with my chocolate eyes taking in the bright bricks that lighted up the ground, the grass was long and rich in color. The ground wasn't very moist though, and the trees were tall and slender. Figures. A beautiful place, but it appeared as if no one lived here. Well, I could wander farther and look for some horses, the lands weren't flourishing.

Well, not yet.

I pushed my blood colored body faster, making my way up on the large brick pathway. I was saddling, something my breed was known for, my tail was arched slightly off of my body and my neck had folded creating a neat crease. The sun was beating down upon my body, I pushed faster, breaking into a quick lope, the sound of my hooves thudding against the bricks became louder and louder. It wasn't long before I came to a large building with a red roof. The wind switched directions and stirred up my pure, black locks.

And there stood a horse, harks swivelled forward, it was a stud, well I guess I could greet him. I slowed to a walk, easing my way under the shade and walking torwards the stallion. I stopped a great distance from him, giving him room. Nostrils flared as I took in his musky scent and looked at the scar that circled his eye. "Hello there." I said, just announcing my arrival, the name game would come later.

[Annabelle]

"I used to think this scar marked me; the mark of the banished prince, cursed to chase the Avatar forever. But lately, I've realized I'm free to determine my own destiny, even if I'll never be free of my mark."

My eyes looked at the fire that was burning before me. Ebony harks flicked toward it as I heard the crackling noise arise from it. Smoke and ashes came upward into the sky as a spiral. So much fire can do. It is life essentially, burning right in my very hooves. Life is unpredictable, it can do good, or it can do bad. It can drive horses into madness as well.

My family history was a prime example of that. My dad, grandfather, and great grandfather were all crazy. And my sister followed suit. However she was banished, somewhere in the Earth kingdoms perhaps, maybe dead. My father was in a Fire Nation prison, and I was still trying to get him to spill where my mother was. He had banished her for treason for some reason. But I know that my grandfather, Azulon, had told my father, Ozai, that he had to kill me. But my mother thought of something different and then all of a sudden my grandpa died and my father became Fire Lord, and my mom was banished.

The mark on my face, the giant one that ripped over my eye, was from my father when I spoke out of turn. Now I was cursed with it until the day my body collasped onto the ground and I was just bones left over. I sighed, turning around as I spotted another horse standing by. He was a blood bay, I was taller than him, but not by lots. And he also had sweat dripping off of him such as me. Why was he here? In the noble's homes of all places, he didn't look like a noble.

My head raised up higher and my amber eyes looked him over again. Hock kisser tossed back and forth. This place would likely always be hot, the Fire Nation was set in the southern hemisphere, though smaller than most of the other bending groups, it was most definitely the hottest. Most Fire Benders were born in the summer months.

"Hello." I greeted him. I would allow him to state why he was here, as he seemed to be the one out of place.

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[CHARLIE.]

A crack was followed by a pop, I glanced around, there was a pit and it was filled with fire. Odd. It just seemed so out of place, had the ebony and ivory stag built the fire pit?

Interesting...

He had to be a fire bender, just like me, if not. That was really, really odd. I lifted my head, I couldn't tear my chocolate colored eyes away from the dancing flames. They were multi-colored and they amazed me, I had seen many fires. But the way that these flames danced around in the pit, the color's were definately amazing, blue, orange, yellow, and red. Interesting. My eyes were a bit wide, sparkling with amazement. I shook my head, eyes closing tightly together. I flicked my tail across my flanks before turning my head back to the stallion.

The flames lit up his coat, the black on his body shimmered with sweat beneath the sun. I glanced up at the sky, a brilliant shade of blue and there was the great sun.

It was a beautiful day.

The stallion looked at me, a bit of queestion hinting his eyes. Uh oh, had I wandered upon a different stallions lands? This wasn't good. If so, I was probably in trouble. I took a step backwards, elegant legs crossing one another. The sun sliding across my beautiful, brilliant red coat. He spoke to me, awkward and kindly.

He was confused.

So was I.

"My name is Charlie, if I am trespassing I can leave..." My voice trailing off into an awkward silence. "Fire bender, the same goes for you I am guessing?" My own authority starting to ring proudly in my voice, I could get cocky, very fast, but why? In the presence of this stallion if I showed a bit to much, a fight could burst out.

[Annabelle]

"I used to think this scar marked me; the mark of the banished prince, cursed to chase the Avatar forever. But lately, I've realized I'm free to determine my own destiny, even if I'll never be free of my mark."

I took in a deep breath, though the air was hot and dry. The sky was blue, no cloud in site. A cloud would be nice, then the sun might be hidden for a little bit. But I could handle the heat, I had to. I had been trained under the intense heat of dragon flames. This heat was nothing. And not to mention I had to battle Azula's blue flame during Sozin's comet. I also had to absorb my father Ozai's electric charge, and I saved Katara from getting shocked with Azula's right before I became Fire Lord.

Whipcord flicked as I listened to the stallion speak. Auds perked forward as he spoke his name. "You are not trespassing." I said, my guess now was that he was a young Fire bender, and now being the only Master around he wanted training. It was my duty to train fire benders the correct way, rather than the way that had been taught. But from his next words I guessed that he didn't know who I was. I sighed.

"Yes, I am a Fire bender. I am Zuko, Fire Lord of the Fire Nation." I spoke, this stallion seemed arrogant, I had been once. I had been angry, and all I wanted to do was restore my honour, find my destiny, and kill the avatar. But I had found something better in life. And now I was Fire Lord, restoring the world and slowly gaining other Equine's trust in the Fire Nation once again. At least that was the plan.

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[CHARLIE.]

He took a deep breath, causing my harks to flick forward and my skin to roll across my muscles. Pulling my chin upward, I peered at him, couldn't help it. My nostrils flared, pulling in the dust and dryness of the area. I could see myself living her, making myself stronger and building up my stamina and durability. But, I would be alone, if only I could persuade someone to live here with me. But, whom? It couldn't be just anyone, it had to be someone just as power hungry as me and we could build off of each others' strength.

That was what I seen.

Maybe even a couple of brood mares, and some foals. A happy life, I wanted strong foals, I would compare my strengths and weaknesses to the mares to create the perfect foal. Beauty and strength. Some horses would call me crazy, but that was what I seen in happiness. I didn't want to be lonely, I wanted to grow old with a large family and pass down my wealth to my sons and daughters.

I shook my head as he started talking, eyes flashing to his face, taking in the nasty scar. It was cool, I had to admit that. "Okay, I just wanted to make sure." I would really feel awful if I would have been trespassing, I would have been confused and angered at myself, creating drama among each of my expressions.

That would not have been pretty, well for the other stallion.

"Fire lord? Well, I guess you could teach me some stuff? I don't want to feel as if I could set these very forests on fire just by lashing out at something built up by anger." I said, hoping that he knew where I was coming from. He should, he used to have been like me.

[Annabelle]

"I used to think this scar marked me; the mark of the banished prince, cursed to chase the Avatar forever. But lately, I've realized I'm free to determine my own destiny, even if I'll never be free of my mark."

The sun was rather warm, beating down on our backs and radiating from the concrete that covered the streets and buildings. Not to mention the fire that I made was rather warm. Oh well, I could endure any kind of heat, I was strong and had good will power. And I would surely show this stallion that without moving from where I stood.

Whipcord tossed back and forth, nostrils flared as I took in as much oxygen as I could. It didn't seem that there was any wind in the are at all, just stale air. But in the pastures it was nice, perhaps I would go there afterwards, relieve some stress that had accumulated sense getting McKenna. I never liked Katara seeing me get rid of my anger that way, of course when I was angry at her (that one time) then frankly I got hot to the touch, the grass around me had either ignited or just plain burnt. But when I wasn't angry my flesh never got warm, it stayed a normal temperature.

I listened to his words, and I guessed right. He wanted a teacher, and considering I was the only one around I would have to be his teacher. I let out a silent sigh before parting my lips to speak. "I am the only Master around these days, it is my obligation to teach you the right away of fire bending rather than using your anger to fuel it." I replied to him, whipcord giving a slight flick against my two coloured hide.

"We will meet at the Training Dojo tomorrow. Do not be late." I stated to the stallion. I would wait for his confirmation before I left. I didn't want to leave Katara with McKenna alone for two long.

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[CHARLIE.]

Muscles rolled awkwardly beneath my blood red coat. Eyes flashed from different places of the stallion back to his face, that nasty scar was there, everywhere I turned.

That scar was something that would haunt you.

Everytime you saw your reflection, there it would be.

Watching you, marking your eye.

My eyes flicked backwards, my eyes were now warily watching him. I didn't want to upset him, no need to stare. My eyes flashed to the ground, which was covered in stone. I shifted my weight, my hooves clomping against the rock-like texture. My wide nares flared, watching as he did so, apparentally it was some type of calming technique. Whipcord flicked, tossing strands of ebony atop my haunches. I took one step backwards, giving him his room, I wasn't trying him. I didn't dare do so, but I wasn't afraid and that shown vividly in my eyes.

Anticipation and fire, a small spark twinkling in chocoloate. Those deep, depths of my chocolate eyes. "I don't use my anger to fuel it, it just happens." I stated blandly, the words rolling roughly from my gruff vocal chords. "But, I want to learn." Eyes flicked around, I wasn't lying. I really wanted to learn, I would rise to power. Show everyone what I was made of, what the fire nation was capable of when we knew how to control our powers. I gave a solemn nod, I wouldn't be late, I would be early at the most.

"I will be there, in the meantime, do you have a place for me to stay?" I didn't seem desperate, but it would be a warming thought for me to have a home. A mate just as hungry as I was, there would be something. Maybe one day I would have my own herdland. I took a couple of steps backwards, pulling my large, bay body into the shadows. I immediately cooled down.

[Annabelle]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=background,http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j265/cocoshortypepsi/zukobackground.png] I lifted my head up toward the sky. My lids fell over my eyes to shield them from the bright light. I should embrace this. The Sun and its heat are the reason why we are capable of fire bending, and of course the Dragons. I let the heat wash over my two coloured frame, though the sweat was also starting to wash over my carcass as well. I turned my cranium back toward the bay stallion. I could tell that he was looking at my scar, everyone did. It was different, I was set as an outcast because of it. It was my mark of what I had done long ago. I have learned to live with it, it made me who I was today. It might be one of the reasons why McKenna was so scared of me, and my angry personality toward her as well probably didn't help. He stated that anger didn't fuel his flame, it just happened. I gave a short nod. "I will teach you to control all of that. You will probably find that when you are angry your bending will be more out of control. That is all normal because fire is unpredictable, just like us." I explained. Flag went back and forth, though the area was to hot for bugs to really come around. Charlie now said that he didn't have a place to stay. So wandering fire bender with no teacher? This was worse than I thought, I didn't need any random fires coming up in the Water tribes or the Earth Kingdoms, or even the Air Temples. Thank the spirits I guess that this one found his way quickly. "Sense I am now your teacher you may stay at the Palace until you find yourself a more permanent home." I replied carefully. Would Katara mind if an uninvited guest came in? An unannounced one? I guess she made the decision about McKenna without honestly thinking of how I really felt about it. "You are not to go near the Fire Lady and our adoptive daughter." I gave a small warning. ooc:// I will make a thread in the training dojo tomorrow. My head feels weird tonight lol.