She was dead?
Dead?
How could it be?
How could she die?
No, it couldn't be.
Not her.
Not Katara
All these questions and more formed in Korra's head as she analyzed the old woman's still body lying on the bed. When she came home from practicing with Mako and Bolin, this was not the news she expected see. She walked in expecting to hear Tenzin nag and/or explain to her how she was neglecting to meditate. Not see him hovered over his mother's body with red eyes and tear stains on his cheeks. It didn't make sense and Korra refused to believe the water bending legend had passed on.
"No, Tenzin you're making a mistake. She's just sleeping."