Meanwhile, at the coast of the Earth Kingdom's Westernmost peninsula, Erok was waiting.

An uneasy chill may have permeated the air and earth, and the tree he leaned against as he took a break from his day long march had become withered from the unnatural winter, but Erok took no notice of these things. Instead his eyes scanned the horizon out to sea, where he knew the Fire Nation lay in wait, to the Ember isles, where the worlds saviour trained. Looking further, to the northwest, he knew that the Water Nation was going to make an attempt at the Avatar. He knew all this through his various sources in the Earth Kingdom. Traders and Merchants who spread rumors, but truth as well.

Erok had sent warning to his only remaining Fire Nation contact, Chit Zai. If Erok knew what was happening, then Iluq would know as well. 

Erok had only to wait from the all clear from Chit, then he could make his move. He didn't like the idea of being recognized as a Water bender in the Fire Nation without someone to vouch for him.