Zutara Week 2010: Change by animepotter4eva, literature
Literature
Zutara Week 2010: Change
Katara had become consumed with the New York lifestyle. She woke up early every morning, donned herself to the nearest Jasmine Dragon and picked up the usual coffee or tea for herself, her boss, and sometimes her coworkers, who ordered on the last minute. In a way, she was at the bottom of the food chain at her office. She worked as an intern for one of the top fashion designers of her day, Haw Roo.
Katara loved his work, he used lots of greens, and had a very earthy style. His office was filled with mini zen gardens, small water fountains, and the smell of jasmine incense. The sound of the tsungi horn was almost always playing from the mult
Zutara Week 2010: Family by animepotter4eva, literature
Literature
Zutara Week 2010: Family
"Zuko, where are you taking me?! It's pouring!" Katara said, as she was being dragged by the wrist by Zuko. They were both soaked from head to two, running in the streets of Paris on a rainy spring night.
"Trust me, it's going to be worth it." Zuko said, as they ran to reach the other side of the street as the traffic light turned green.
Katara had been studying abroad for almost the entire year, when Zuko came to surprise her, as it was spring break, with a reservation at a pretty nice hotel for both of them and had refused her suggestion to stay in her dorm and not waste money. He took her out to a fancy restaurant, and even bought her a
I never realized what a determined person I was until one day in my kindergarten class. Ms. Daly announced that we would be exchanging gifts for the holidays, basically secret santa. Everyone was buzzing with chatter and excitement was definitely around the room. Then Ms. Daly had us go around the room and say one thing we wanted for the holidays. All the girls said barbies, or new dresses, while the boys longed for trucks and toy airplanes. Except for Jane. When it was Jane's turn to say what she wanted, she quietly mumbled something as she was talking to her desk. Jane was quiet, and none of the other girls in the class bothered trying to h
Deep in the forests in Cartagena, Spain in 1894, there lived a rather small colony of bulls. There were several families, small and large. Among these families were also orphan bulls, which had been abandoned by their biological parents, and had joined the colony in order to take care of themselves. And among these bulls, lived Amado.
Amado was young, not quite grown to his full size yet. But he was smart, and the kindest of the bunch. Many perceived him as 'too sensitive,' or a 'softy,' seeing, as he was never aggressive, and always turned down a fight. "No, I will not fight," he would say. He was peaceful and genial, which was a strange q