Daylin sat in the cave meditating. The badger moles had gone to hunt. He most of the would go out use his earth bending to hunt and kill. As the ground rumbled he got up. The badger moles had wanted him to get out of the cave once and a while. It was stupid but he did it just to please them. As he got up and stretched he headed for the front of the cave. There was a small stream that he could get a drink from. Then he felt it. The very small vibrations of singing. It was soft and very hard to tell. As he headed forward his muscles were tense ready to bend.
He listened carefully and it became louder as he came closer. As he stomped on the ground bending the earth to make a sort of cage around her. It pinned down her arms so if she was a bender she couldn't. As he walked into the light he looked down at her. "Who are you?"