They say an important step for moving on from people is to erase them. From your phone, your Facebook, and from that shoebox of special mementos you keep under your bed, in a drawer, or on a shelf at the top of your closet. Well... I think once all has been forgiven and you find happiness again, you'll have a better peace of mind when you no longer have to hide them, block them, or run from them. Instead, give them a smile and coexist wherever you may cross paths. They made you who you are today.
Hakoda was about to set off on his morning hunt with the other Water Tribe men; Hakhan was having good results with a particular breath hole; lot’s of turtle seals were taken there, which attracted polar bear dogs. The pelts of the ferocious beasts were much sought after, and their flesh was sweet to the taste. Hakoda was about to step into his boat when he felt something missing in his boot. His favorite knife was gone. He flashed a quick glare over at Bato; the man was fond of jokes, but he looked genuinely bewildered at the chief’s gaze. Hakoda groaned before tramping back to his tent, where Becca was learning from Kya about how to be a woman in the Water Tribe. He was utterly shocked when he pulled the seal skin away, revealing a naked Becca, her torso covered in hundreds of angry red burn marks.