Avatar: The legend of Aang

"Consentrate,..." Amiie told herself, closing her eyes and taking a breath before trying out the same move only for the wind to hit a tree and bounce back at her, sending her into a tree behind her. Amiie sighed as she landed on the grass and she blew her fringe up that she always wore down to cover the tattoo of the arrow on her forehead.

Miya jumped when she heard a crash. "Firebenders?" she whispered.

Aang got out his staff he always carried and ran to where they heard the sound. "Hiyah!" he yelled, jumping out into the clearing with his staff pointed at the possible enemy.

Amiie had just stood up and jumped back a bit of suprise before holding her hands up. "Woah, hold it... alright?"

Aang rose an eyebrow, easing up. He didn't see the arrow on her forehead yet. "Who are you?" he inquired as Miya ran up beside him.

"Name's Amiie, and who may my lovley attackers be? Not the fire nation, I hope?" Amiie joked a little, brushing her hands from some durt she'd gotten earlier befre putting them to her hips.

Aang chuckled. "I'm Aang, and this is Miya. She's Water Nation, and I'm, uh..." He hid his arrow the bets he could, but was failing.

It wasn't untill Aang did that, that Amiie actually payed attention to his airbendingtattoos. "You-you're an airbender!?" She asked, at first not believing it. Then he had to be. "You're the Avatar?"

"Hehe, yeah..." Aang rubbed the back of his neck with a nervous grin.

Amiie bowed for him once. "It's an honor," She said before straigtning up and putting her fringe up with some hairclips so you could see the arrow-tattoo.