"See, so hurry up" Ceta shouted at June<br/>June quickly grabbed the item and stuck it in her bag.<br/><br/>As they got to the beach they saw a small boy being harrassed by bullies.<br/>Ceta grabbed a stick which he flawlessly used as a sword against the harassers until they fled. His private martial arts lessons were paying off, one of the advantages of being the son of a powerful council member.<br/>"Thank you, you saved me" said the boy, dusting the sand out of his golden colored hair.<br/>"Don't mention it" said Ceta<br/>"Not every day that a fire tribe gets saved by the kid of an air tribe councilor, name's Garm, any way I can repay you?"<br/>Ceta hesitated for a moment, he had heard Fire tribe people were not to be trusted, but this kid seemed pretty normal<br/>"You know your stuff kid, how did you know of our relation to a councilor?" asked Ceta<br/>"Her crest" said Garm pointing to June's bag.<br/>"I told you to be more careful, it's not safe people knowing who we are, there's always people looking for ransom on kids like us" Ceta scolded June<br/>"You're paranoid, we can't just lock ourselves up because our daddy's rich" said June angrily.<br/>"Don't worry, I wont hold you hostage or anything" said Garm trying to ease the tension.