This is Naga. She's a polar bear dog. [ Korra scruffs Naga's ears, and Naga's tongue lolls out of her mouth. ] Bending is... it's... [ Korra narrows her eyes, trying to think. She's never actually had to explain bending before. Everyone she knows knows what bending is, and for Korra, bending is like breathing.
Well, usually it is. It's not so easy here. She finally settles on: ] It's this.
[ Letting go of Naga, Korra slams a foot into the ground, raising a hunk of earth. She manipulates the earth into a ball, then a star, then she tries to form it into a square when it decides to shoot out in every direction. ] Duck!
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Well, usually it is. It's not so easy here. She finally settles on: ] It's this.
[ Letting go of Naga, Korra slams a foot into the ground, raising a hunk of earth. She manipulates the earth into a ball, then a star, then she tries to form it into a square when it decides to shoot out in every direction. ] Duck!