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[all_four_wan]

Wan is practicing his firebending out back, by the lake, running through what some from his world's future might recognise as a Proto Dragon Dance, and what those not from his world might recognise as something very akin to Northern Shaolin kung fu.

(It's odd, in a way, to think that not that long ago he didn't have this ability at all. In only a short amount of time, it's become a part of him, and he can't imagine his life without it.)

The movements are quick, graceful, and sharp, and each one of them produces a burst of orange-red fire, curled into arcing shapes before dissipating. He's keeping a watchful eye out, though: He doesn't want to accidentally singe anyone.

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[not_his_pa]

William's out practicing roping and fast turns on his riding when he comes around to see Wan.

His horse stops and neighs at all the fire, "Hey, shh, it'll be fine, he's in control."

[all_four_wan]

Wan stops - after all, he can practice his firebending any time, he doesn't need to frighten the ... the chickenhorse? Dragonhorse? Horsedog? He's not sure, just from looking at it.

"Sorry! Don't worry, I can do this another time."

[not_his_pa]

"Oh, you look good at it. Are you a bender?" He knows that there are a couple of them around here.

[all_four_wan]

"I think so? I'm told so."

It's the name the spirits give to it, but Wan's city never had any word for what Wan does - they've never needed to.

[not_his_pa]

"Yes, I've met other people here who call themselves benders and do the same sort of thing."

[all_four_wan]

"Oh, great! I've only met one here. Tahno. He bends water, which I didn't even know was a thing," Wan says cheerfully.

Tahno also bends social norms, Wan neither thinks nor says (but is nevertheless true).

[not_his_pa]

"Korra can do that too. You'd probably like her."