Moments ago, you flew behind a sand dune and landed with Hong, knowing you're so close to those three skiffs now that they might be able to spot you. The heat of the day is on you, your whole body feels damp with sweat. Your arms are screaming now, take the condition Tired until you are able to fully rest.
Hong scrambled up the dune ahead of you, and now she is u there, unrolling a thin blanket for you to lie upon while she lies upon the hot sand herself on her belly. You reach the top and lay down to see the three skiffs.
This high up, like in the air, there is a constant irritation of blowing sand, just enough to catch in your eyes every minute or so. At first, the skiffs are hard to make out. Then you shield your eyes from the sun and sand and focus on them. They are headed closer towards you, so that helps, too.
Hong asks quietly, although it is doubtful anyone could possibly hear you, "Do we plan to attack them, Keela Zhu?" Her tone is polite, but there's a hint of excitement in it. Anticipation. Like you, she enjoys a good fight.
Finally, you make out some details. If not for your upbringing, you might not have made out that banner flying at the aft of the last skiff, but the colors of gold and red make it unmistakable. You can barely make out the outline of a dragon. They are flying a Fire Nation flag.