She woke up late that day.
Not like that was anything new, but she woke up especially late.
And no matter what time of the morning or afternoon she rose, she was always grouchy. She dragged herself out of bed and crawled through her morning routine, almost literally. Her hair was last on her to-do list, as always but-
Where were her bands? The ones she wore just about everyday?
Damn, damn, damn, she thought. Naga probably took them, and she was well aware that anything small that her polar-dog took was as good as gone. Damn, again.
Korra made her way out, zipping up her parka, and headed to the gates. She felt her hair blow back and she huffed with annoyance before she pulled the hood over her head. She hated it when all of her hair was loose.
Things got messy very quickly.
When she saw the watch tower, she sprinted to the ladder and quickly climbed up. There, she saw Howl facing the outside snow and waters with his head in a book. Perfect.
Korra tip-toed closer and then quickly grabbed his helmet. “Ha!” she cried before she quickly pulled her hood down and placed the hemet on her head.
Howl groaned and set his book down. “Korra,” he whined, “You’re going to get me into trouble!” He turned and approached.
“Nuh-uh! And besides, you look so much better without it!” she said, holding her arms out and moving to the other side of the room.
“Yeah, well, you look better with your hair down,” he said.
Well damn, how did he know? Was her hair sticking out? Did she put the helmet on wrong? How did he even notice-
She had zoned out and Howl took the helmet off of her head. A triumphant smile was plastered onto his face.
Korra snapped out of her momentary daze and she pulled her hood over her head. “Howl!” she whined.
He dropped his hemmet onto the ground and took a step forward.
“I’ll keep that thing off, if you stop hiding like that,” he said, reaching his hand up and pulling her hood down.
A light blush spread across her cheeks, “Fine, whatever.”