Getting suitable earth-kingdom clothing had been easy enough, although spoiled part of Azula couldn't help but be annoyed at the roughness of the material. Azula may have been a strategist and she may have been willing to give up almost anything in pursuit of power (this, clearly, was a trait that ran in the family), but that didn't mean that she was happy about leaving her soft, silk Fire Nation clothes by the wayside.
Still, she tried not to let her discomfort show on her face as her eyes swept over the outer edge of the city. The citizens all looked surprisingly happy, given that their wall had almost come down just a few days ago. Interesting. She'd have to look into that.
"We'll be staying at inns, Mai. You can handle that, right?" She glanced over at her. "It'll be a step up from the tents that you loathe so much."