Summer is just apon us, and the signs are all their. Bright sun shining above the grass training fields, the chirping of birds flying over the Fire Lords home, the lake glistening due to the sunlight flying above. It was all their, but Celia had seen this dozen times before, and she never built up an immunity to this great beauty. It was nature at it's best, and it brought a smile to her old wrinkly face. Celia stood up in the middle of several dummies, with her eyes closed. She had wanted to try a little practice exercise, to see if she was still rusty. After all, it was only a matter of time before the age of peace was interrupted by war. Out of nowhere, Celia leaped in the air, heat seeping out of her pores, and immediately when her feet touched the ground again flames burst out of the palms of her hands, and her bare feet. They flew into the dummies, and she performed a couple more routines, before doing a backflip, launching blue flames out of every possible area hitting all the dummies. Finally, she rested on the ground, with a smile on her face.