[She closes her eyes, tilts her face to the sun, and listens.
She's Katara of the hidden village of the Leaf. And she can hear a bug crawling on a blade of grass a few inches away, she can feel the beating of her heart, hear her breathing...
She's Katara of the hidden village of the leaf, and to her left approximately two and a half feet away, she can hear a comrade breathing, and the sound of a comrade's breath is as precious as one's own - it's the sound of life.
Day 8!
She's Katara of the hidden village of the Leaf. And she can hear a bug crawling on a blade of grass a few inches away, she can feel the beating of her heart, hear her breathing...
She's Katara of the hidden village of the leaf, and to her left approximately two and a half feet away, she can hear a comrade breathing, and the sound of a comrade's breath is as precious as one's own - it's the sound of life.
And she listens.]