I walk closer, wondering who this girl is. She is obviously water tribe, but I had learned long ago that just because you live in one nation, doesn't mean you follow that nation, or its bending. I walk to the front of the crowd, my hood over my head, hiding my face, not that anyone would recognize the Avatar who disappeared ten years ago, I didn't even recognize myself. "If this fight goes to far, I might help her, they won't suspect me for just fire bending. Its not illegal or anything. Not like blood bending…" I mutter to myself.