Depends on the smell and if we can afford to stay a little longer wherever we land.

[And after a few days of travel across the ocean, they’d finally settled in a clearing a good walk away from a small nearby town.

They’d gotten to know it was another one of the Fire Nation colonies after a brief -

Depends on the big guy’s mood.

[As if on cue, Appa snorts, a loud gusty cloud blowing from his nose that nudges Sokka forward a step. He catches himself thankfully this time, directing an exasperated look to the bison that almost said, ‘𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘩, 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸!’] -

[A beaming smile lights up his face.] That's the spirit! Look at you, adjusting so well!

[Was this actually a requirement for everyone in the team? Not exactly.

Sokka and Katara got into the rhythm of helping Aang out because: 1) the smell got unbearable if they didn't, and -

[Even when he resists rolling his eyes, the downward turn of his mouth makes his thoughts all too apparent on his face.] Yeah, was this before or after Aang told you he heard Appa speak human the last time he lost a week’s worth of sleep?

Nuh-uh, you’re not taking the easy route, Princelord. -

Heeeey, Zuko. [He slings an arm around the latter’s neck.]

Since you’re all part of the gang now, I think it’s about time you help Appa look like the biiiig happy sky bison he’s meant to be!

Sounds like the big guy’s due for a bath.

[Appa huffs beside him, slowly shifting his eyes away.]

No thanks to you. I think I can still tell there’s a terrible taste of bison fur in my mouth.

[His mouth opens into an obnoxiously loud yawn just as the ground beneath him shifts with a guttural groan.

It’s almost as if Appa seems to forget Sokka lying on top of him. Or his yawn must’ve been contagious, because suddenly, the large bison’s turning to his side with a contented yawn, -

Southern Water Tribe represent!