Like everyone he'd heard the rumors. The tale of a foreigner who dared to stand up to the invaders. He tried not to listen, because gossip isn't right speech, but Aang found it hard to ignore when it was said that she had control over water.

His first thought, as always, was Katara. But then they'd said her name was Lapis, and instantly Aang thought of her. The sad, blue, girl he met by the Turtle's Head. The one that was skittish and afraid, convinced someone was to do her harm.

Thinking of her, Aang knelt down and placed his hand upon the ground. He cleared his mind and focused on the threads of the universe that keep us all connected.
everything is connected
His tattoos glowed a brilliant blue as a bolt of energy flooded the turtle seeking her out.