AN: This is my story for Round 3 of the Pro-Bending tournament. This round's theme was colors!

My color prompts were: Yellow (bright), Green (life), and Brown (friendly).

My story prompts were: Easel (object), Momo (character), and Colors of the Wind (song).

My word count is: 802

Hope y'all enjoy!

Toph sat quietly on a large tree root and listened. She listened to every single chirp made by a cricket, every single leaf ruffling in the breeze. She listened to the bull-frogs as they croaked and made small splashes in the water, and the fish having friendly little races through the pond. As she sat there peacefully, she could also feel the Earth. She felt the heartbeats of every living thing, beating together almost as if the Earth had a heart of it's own.

Toph had left the house earlier that day, after wanting to get away for a while. It's not that she didn't like her friends, it was just that sometimes she felt like they were blinder than she was. She felt like they didn't get the whole picture of their lives. They didn't see everything going on around them. Nobody could just relax and take in the world. Well, maybe Aang could, but he hadn't really relaxed since they had started fixing all of the nations and started making plans for "Republic City". Not even the lazy Lemur Momo relaxed much anymore. He was always running around, eating food... kind of like Sokka. Except Sokka wanted to be an artist, so he always had an easel.

Sighing and determining that no one was nearby, Toph stood up. She could feel the coolness of the night around her. It as such a nice feeling. Toph began to sing to herself, a song she had made herself a few nights before. She had memorized the whole thing, because she couldn't write and no way was she going to tell anyone she made a song.

You think you own whatever land you land on,

The earth is just a dead thing you can claim,

But I know ev'ry rock and tree and creature,

Has a life, has a spirit, has a name!

You think the only people who are people,

Are the people who look and think like you,

But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger,

You learn things you never knew you never knew!

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?

Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain,

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest,

Come taste the sun-sweet berries of the earth,

Come roll in all the riches all around you,

And for once, never wonder what they're worth!

The rainstorm and the river are my brothers,

The heron and the otter are my friends,

We are all connected to each other,

in a circle, in a hoop that never ends!

Toph's voice was growing louder and more earnest as she sang. She poured her feelings, and the feelings of the world around her into it.

Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon?

Or let the eagle tell you where he's been?

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain,

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?

How high does the sycamore grow?

If you cut it down, then you'll never know.

And you'll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon!

For whether we are white or copper-skinned,

We just sing with all the voices of the mountain,

Need to paint with all the colors of the wind.

You can own the earth and still,

All you'll own is earth until,

You can paint with all colors of the wind!

Toph released the feelings that had been pent up, and shared them with the life around her. She didn't know it, but the moon seemed to shine brighter as she did so. Like finally the world had someone to understand it. Toph sat back down and smiled. She took off her meteorite bracelet and began absentmindedly making little shapes. "Maybe one day they'll get it... probably not Sokka, but everyone else will." She joked to herself. Yeah. They couldn't be blind of the world forever.

Little did Toph know, that above the trees was Aang. He had been on his glider, doing a little patrol of sorts, when he had heard singing. It was to his surprise when he found out Toph had been the one singing. At first, he was going to go ask her why she was singing. But he soon found himself entranced by her voice and words. When her song ended, all he could say was "Wow." Strangely though, he found himself gazing upon the world around him. He felt like he could see much more. Maybe this was what her song meant...