The meadow was quickly becoming a kind of happy place for him. He wasn't overly fond of the cold, but a little snow bending was kind of mildly entertaining. Which was more than he could say for a lot of other places around here.

He decided to head up there again today, and was a bit curious when he saw someone else wandering about the meadow. It looked like they had made a fire. Curiosity got the best of him, and he decided to go see who it was.

Until he got close enough to figure out it was Azula.

"Shit," he muttered under his breath, turning on his heel and hoping she hadn't yet spotted him.