Impetuous, imperious, she lets blue eyes flick haughtily at guards whose uniforms remain the same unnerving shade of scab-red. She refuses to let her hand rest on the flask at her side, just as she will refuse to let it rest on her belly in a few months
Rated: T - English - Chapters: 4 - Words: 5,230 - Reviews: 3 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 1/4/2013 - Published: 5/27/2012 - Katara