Satomi
Satomi a soigneusement retiré son sac et s'est plie sur le sol avec un soupir, soulagé d'être enfin à l'ombre d'un arbre important, mais confortable. Elle traversa les jambes sous elle-même et se pencha la tête en arrière, prenant dans la beauté des branches au-dessus de sa tête, couvert d'épais aiguilles conifères. Elle tendit la main à son sac et fit signe. "Venez, Katori, vous êtes assis là-dedans depuis trop longtemps. Vous devez être en train de courir chaud."
Le Torchic de taille inférieure se roulait de son sac, hésitant à s'amener bien plus loin que la hauteur de ses ailes, la tête inclinée avec prudence. Il regarda autour d'eux de façon instable, et se mit à tirer un pied du sac usé. Son autre pied pris sur le tissu et est devenu enchevêtré, le faisant chier d'alarme.
Elle le regarda et sourit avant de se détacher du pied des cordes égarées et de le sortir de la meute. "Allez vous étirer un peu les jambes, nous avons un peu plus de marche à faire avant d'arriver au village, vous savez." 
Voyager pendant de longues périodes pourrait être épuisant, comme Satomi avait appris assez rapidement. Les routes étaient longues, les bateaux étaient rocheux, et les gens étaient facilement irritables. Lorsqu'un endroit confortable le long du chemin rugueux s'est présenté, un endroit tel que la courbe douce des racines entre un arbre particulièrement apaisant, on apprend à prendre un peu de pause. Maintenant était un temps aussi bon que jamais, surtout avant d'atteindre l'agitation et l'agitation du village à proximité.
Mais la vie errante avait aussi des avantages. Les gens désiraient des conversations et des visites cordiales, et il y avait beaucoup de discussions à faire. Satomi était impatiente de faire une conversation, avec le bon sujet, et un festival était juste le sujet qu'elle recherchait. L'Equinox était réputé, non seulement pour le divertissement de toutes sortes, mais aussi pour le potentiel. Il y aurait quelques autorités, quelques influences politiques, peut-être une ou deux célébrités locales, et Satomi était prête à s'immerger partout où elle pouvait avoir pied.
Elle s'est perdue dans la pensée, regardant sans esprit à Katori alors qu'il braquait et piquait au sol, tournant autour d'un petit monticule d'insectes dans leur nid.
La courte pause passa par elle, accompagnée d'une petite foule d'adolescents rambunctieux qui bavardaient avec enthousiasme sur des propos inconséquents entre amis. Elle bouffa un souffle rapide d'air et se leva, se remémorant son sac et poussant de l'arrière de sa tunique. "Il est temps qu'on arrive à ce village, tu ne crois pas, mon pote?" Satomi s'est penchée sur son Torchic et a pris le chemin, admirant les décorations clairsemées mais évidentes le long du sentier jusqu'au village, signifiant l'arrivée du festival.
Le trek au village se résume à ne pas faire de trek du tout. Avant de le savoir, elle marchait déjà à la porte de la ville animée de l'île, et s'immergeait dans une grande rue, parsemée de groupes de personnes. Elle se promena, ses yeux s'emparèrent de tous les beaux nouveaux sites. L'île de Nogii est assez agréable! Je me demande s'il y a de la traine...
Sa pensée a été coupée par la vue d'une mangue tombante frapper une fille insoupçonnée sur sa tête. Elle a froncé en s'approchant de la fille, notant qu'un jeune homme se moquait de son malheur. Traçant la chute jusqu'à sa source, elle a vu une fille aux yeux larges et son Chimchar se lamenter de leur perte du bord du toit. Satomi a tiré une main aplatie jusqu'à son front et a regardé plus près de la paire avant de crier, "Vous pourriez être un peu plus prudent avec vos mangues!"
Satomi

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Earthbender | Young Adult | Female
Appearance:Despite her above average height, Satomi holds a stocky and muscular frame, as years of fighting and early earthbending have granted her a sturdier build. Lengthy black hair frames her wide and angular face, though sideswept bangs and parted locks allow for her hazel eyes to keep a steady focus on her goal. She is adorned with a knee-length and sleeveless earthy green tunic, secured around her waist with a wide leather belt and round brass buckle. Sported under her tunic is an elbow length taupe shirt, and dirty brown slacked pants. Her hands and forearms are wrapped, as well as her feet and ankles, though she keeps her strapped rope sandals on in most circumstances. Her hair is secured with a green ribbon, and a leather brace sits upon her left arm, both charmed with thin bronze discs.
Equipment:The canvas bag she carries on her back contains an assortment of nuts and apples, some bronze coinage, a leather water skin, and a thin tattered bedroll.
Personality:Years of responsibility have given her a somber point of view, despite her young age. Even in the most drastic situations, Satomi will keep a level head and a steady focus on her fighting. Her demeanor affects normal interractions as well, pushing her to be a lot more thoughtful with who she chooses to befriend or align herself with. That truth aside, she still yearns for friendship among people with common goals. When she gains a friend, she remains steadfast and loyal to their causes.
Her focus is both a blessing and a curse, as she becomes exceptionally good at what she feels most passionate about, while any new interest will be hard for her to adapt to. She is not necessarily closed minded, but instead quite absorbed in what she knows she likes. When she must learn something new, she takes it slowly and focuses more on the details than the big picture. Many find this frustrating; she believes she is only being thorough.
History:Raised by her father amidst the toils of the lower class section of Ba Sing Se, Satomi learned to care for herself faster than most children. Her late mother was an artist for a local theatre, passionate for painting the signs for events and shows. It brought in enough money to support the family, but her passing was detrimental. Her father, an adept Earthbender, did the best that he could to support Satomi, but was ultimately unsuccessful on the emotional level. Work at a local mine demanded travel and long days away from Satomi, pushing her to learn her arts at a breakneck pace.
She started off fighting with her fists while holding heavy stones, throwing punches at the local kids who would try to take advantage of her lonesome status. At the age of 9, she worked on developing her Earthbending skills with the aid of a neighbor, an elderly old woman with experience as a Royal Guard for the Kingdom. It was here that she learned her formidable yet refined techniques in fighting. The style she had learned would come to good use in fending off her more aggressive peers, and she learned to live with more peace in her solitude.
Despite her drive to learn what she could by means of fighting and defense, she honed her character with the older woman as well, coming to regard her as a respected parental figure, and a friend. Many of Satomi's values were shaped in the house next door, and she welcomed the company, nevertheless. Then it would come as no surprise that the death of this friend, in her teenage years, would deal a hard blow to poor Satomi, though it did not break her resilient and determined mind. Instead, she contained the pain and used it to drive her toward another goal. She would rise out of her class and make herself something better than she had ever been before.
Setting off outside of the walls, she entered the villages and towns outside of her city in search of more opportunities. She found one when, to her surprise, she stumbled across a lone Torchic, a small portion of it's beak damaged by a rock and it's head feathers slightly singed. She hadn't any experience with wild animals, only the occasional worker or two in the city, though this one was different. Feeling sympathy for the poor fellow, she took it upon herself to mend the crack and care for him, at least for a short while. As she traveled with him, so did her attachment on his presence, until she decided to keep him under the affectionate name of Katori.
With the pair secured, Satomi began her travels once more, now with a companion, in the hopes that she could help improve both of their lives, and give them a place to belong. Though she hasn't found her calling yet, she has taken great interest in the conflict of the Avatar's sickness, and has brought it upon herself to give aid in combat where applicable. 
Aspirations:Satomi longs to raise herself above the low status of her family; to become someone both known and respected. Her zeal for fighting presses her to learn as many techniques as she can in her earthbending style, as well as glean any information from those with the capability to teach her. She holds this same goal for her Torchic, eager to coach him to fight alongside her.

Torchic | Katori | Male
Personality:Katori is timid and sweet, prefering to stay alongside Satomi at all times, perhaps even on her pack, when possible. He is slow to approach other Pokemon, and is startled easily by interraction that is brought along too quickly. Even with this shy nature, he has a bold streak when threatened more than he can handle, and becomes protective of Satori when people give her trouble.
Fighting Style:Katori prefers to fight physically, refraining from using his fiery nature. He is especially proud of his talons.
How the Pokemon will Evolve:Noting that her Torchic has an aversion to fire, Satomi is determined to make him a great fighter. She heard that evolution comes from plenty of practice, and thus, she spars with him often, crafting Pokemon shaped dirt mounds for him to attack in their free time. She is hoping that feeding him well and building muscle will help push him to the next stage.
Desired Second and Third Pokemon:Riolu is a particular interest of Satomi's, as well as Aron. She would be more than happy to accept them into her party, if the opportunity presents itself.