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After Korra's disastrous encounter with angry civilians on the streets, she's spent the vast majority of her free time in the countryside. When she's in a sparsely populated area, it's easier to get away with bending to her heart's content without being noticed, and easier to concentrate as well. She's taught Naga how to do most of the lookout for her, keeping an eye open and howling if anyone approaches. It's a system that benefits both of them, taking off some of the edge for Naga, who needs to hunt, while also giving Korra the time to meditate and practice.

The funny thing about airbending is how much easier it became to master after her chakras were primed for it. (At least, she thinks it's her chakras — she can't be completely sure, and definitely didn't pay enough attention in lessons to know.) Korra's good at learning by example, and after having lived on Air Temple Island for so many months and watching Tenzin's kids race around, she has some idea of what she's supposed to try and do.

Today, she's working on an air scooter, spinning air into a sphere that she sits on top of and racing around the field in a circle, unintentionally flattening the crops underneath her in the process. She's testing out the various sizes of the sphere and how they might impact her movement, when suddenly Naga howls in the distance, signaling someone's approach.

Wincing, she quickly disperses the air, and only after her feet are on the ground does she notice the perfect circle she's imprinted into the crops.

"Oops."