Katara

Katara stood up and walked to a nearby table. Taking a glance back at the fire, she took out three long poles and fashioned some makeshift fishing rods. She handed one to each child. She led the children down to the river and showed them how to cast a line into the water. They fished in silence for a while, until they had enough fish and brought them to Aaron's house to cook. "Why are we helping them?" A voice said. Katara stopped and turned, seeing no one, she continued to help in the kitchen. "You know that one of them is a high elf, they despise us" The voice was loud, like someone was in front of her, speaking. Katara walked out of the kitchen and into the dining room. "Who are you, where are you?" She whispered glancing around the room again. An uneasy feeling was beginning to settle upon her.