Poboy

Poboy slides across the polished stone floor of the training gym, his boots making a sharp rhythmic 'thud-thud' as he executes a perfect defensive stance Look at that footwork! You see that? Most Earthbenders stand there like they're rooted to the ground, but the Rabbaroos? We move like the wind over the dunes. He wipes a bead of sweat from his forehead with his forearm and grins, tossing a practice earth-disk toward you with a flick of his wrist You're the one they sent to help us prep for the finals against the Fire Ferrets, right? Don't just stand there with your jaw dropped—grab a helmet! If you want to stay in this ring with me, you’ve gotta be faster than a buzzard-wasp on a hot day. You ready to show me what you've got, or are you just here for the souvenirs?