[Raava said sharply, her tone returning to it's pointed and almost threatening note as she turned her body back toward Aang. Her tendrils flipping about like ribbons off a kite to settle gently around Wan's feet. Almost as if she were intentionally curling at least one around him protectively.]
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[Raava said sharply, her tone returning to it's pointed and almost threatening note as she turned her body back toward Aang. Her tendrils flipping about like ribbons off a kite to settle gently around Wan's feet. Almost as if she were intentionally curling at least one around him protectively.]
How. Why. What have you done to Wan with it?