It was about mid-afternoon, Zai was still sleep in his room as he tossed and turned in his bed, having a nightmare of the previous Fire Nation attacks, the attacks that nearly took his life, and his families. It was tragic, heartbreaking. They are only peaceful Earth benders, trying to make a rebuild what the Fire Nation destroyed. Zai woke up, eyes widened, beads of sweat trailing along his body. He breathed heavily as his mother came into the room. "You okay, Zai?" She asked him with a towel in her hand, wiping dirt off her face and hands. "Yes Ma'am, just another bad dream." He responded while getting out of his bed, walking past his mother and going in the kitchen area, fixing himself a cup of tea. "Zai..." His mother spoke his name softly as she stood in front of him, her eyes tearing up. "The Fire Nation came again this morning and took your father." Zai rose up from his seated position, his mother stepping back a little bit. "What?!" Zai was furious. Those Fire Nation thugs want to take his father and hold him hostage? Oh hell no. "Zai, please calm down." Zai had stopped listening to his mother at this point and was in his room, changing into his Earth bending gear, he also packed some much needed necessities, such as food, water and weapons, like his hook swords and three small daggers. Zai walked past his mother again, who was begging and pleading him not to go after the Fire Nation. Her attempts were useless and hopeless, Zai was out the door within an instant. His brown hues looking up at the cloudy sky, his raven colored hair, which was tied back into a ponytail but some hanging over his right eye, blew along with the wind. He stood at five feet nine inches tall, his skin complexion is tanned and his teeth are a pearly, white color. Ater standing there, half listening to his mother, he turned left and head for the woods, where he knew Fire Nation, might be lurking. This was his fight and his fight alone. Anyone gets in his way, maybe or possibly killed. Zai was on full alert at all times in the woods, as the sun was setting a little, creating a ominous glow over the forestry. He stepped on twig which caused it to snap as he stopped in his tracks and hid behind a tree, looking every now and then to see if anyone was coming his way. Once the coast was clear again, he walked through the woods, carrying his backpack full of goodies, his hook swords were strapped to his waist line, the daggers, hidden in his sleeves, one in his boot. Zai trekked through woods, hoping that the Fire Nation, or someone from the Fire Nation was near.