Thread: On Flames and Rivers (Malin and Luana_Blodwyn)

When he spoke she thought about driving the bone knife into his throat and simply being done with it. Why waste the energy bending for a creature like him? She stepped forward, the thick, bloody snow crunching under her fur lined boots. Slowly she knelt down. If he wished to die then she would grant him his death. The only good fire bender was a dead one. Her hand clenched the knife tightly. She had never killed anyone before. Despite the hatred, despite the way her blood raced in her veins wanting her to kill him, she found she was lacking the strength. Water benders were not known to be peaceful, but they were mindless killers like fire benders. She gripped the knife so hard her hand was shaking. Before she could raise the blade to strike he spoke again. This and this alone stayed her hand. She could save them, perhaps all of them. Who was taken she did not know. At that time she didn't even know her very own sister was in the holding cells of the ship on her way to that prison. Was it worth it? Saving the life of a single fire bender meant the lives of many of her people. Her dry lips pursed together in her indecision. She raised the knife up before sliding it into the sheath on her belt. Lynka rose to her feet. Spreading her feet apart she raised up her hands. In a slow fluid motion the snow around them began to churn and whip. Then with a quick snap upright, hands over her head the snow rose and formed a domed sort of makeshift building. Turning she flung her hands towards a wall. It elongated and opened at the end. A door way that still shielded them from the icy winds. She stopped the ground and it packed low into solid ice. Nuknuk gave a whine before settling down. Then Lynka sat beside the fire bender. Wordless she began to remove his armor to leave him in the clothing he wore beneath it. A fist suddenly clenched and ice sprung up around his ankles and wrists, securing him to the ice floor. Tied down as such he would not be able to bend. Then a small swirling motion with her hand and water gathered around. She held it to his wound and let out a long breath. The water began to glow a soft but bright blue. She laid it on the wound. It would feel cold, but not frigid. Water was soothing and his flesh knitted back together. It took only a couple minutes and she let the water recede. When it was done she did not remove his bonds. Do not think of betraying me, fire bender. I will kill you next time, she said to him with an icy stare. Nuknuk, she looked to her polar dog and jerked her head towards the fire bender. The dog grumbled but rose. She moved over and settled near Tseng to help keep him warm. Then Lynka stepped out of the hut. Touching the side she turned the snow to solid ice and sealed the door. There would be enough air for a couple hours even with her large companion. For now they would need food. She returned roughly an hour later. Unsealing the doorway she stepped in with a small grouping of fish, all speared onto a strange rack of ice. She looked down to the fire bender and wave her hand. The bonds melted from him and she held up the fish. Might as well make use of you, here, cook this, she said as she tossed him the eight fish on their spike.