Catra is an actual cat omg!! I found it super cute that she sleeps at the foot of Adora’s bunk. I needed to draw Adora absentmindedly petting Catra like it’s an everyday thing lol so here it is!
so catra let adora fall and fought her and stuff, she’s like, Committed to this, right, no going back now, she doesn’t care anymore, fuck it
and she really thinks she’ll be happy if she “beats” adora, if she finally proves everyone wrong, if she’s finally strong
but let’s say there’s a battle and catra (somehow, doesn’t matter) is convinced that adora is dead (spoiler: she’s not, but shh)
there’s a pause, she’s dead silent and still, and then she laughs, because she won, right, she won, she’s second best to no one, but that laugh–”hey adora”–just devolves into crying–”it’s not because i like you”–that devolves into screaming–”i really am going to miss you”–that she looks so confused by, like, what is going on, i won i was supposed to finally feel happy
and catra has never felt quite as powerless as she does then
Summary: “Adora, we live in a complicated world where our decisions, our mistakes, have real consequences. But this” – Casta reached out and touched the tangled mess in Adora’s hands – “this is just yarn. No one’s life hangs in the balance when you drop a stitch or mess up your gauge. You can choose to keep going or rip it out and start again. It’s up to you, and you alone. And there are no wrong answers.”
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Chapter 1: Rescue from Relaxation
The next time they visit Mystacor, it’s also in another quest to help Adora learn the Art of Relaxing. One week after the battle of Bright Moon, the damage has mostly been repaired and now her only orders are to take some time and heal. Unfortunately this was easier for Queen Angella to command than for Adora to obey. Even without Shadow Weaver’s “help”, Adora found herself to be just as bad at doing nothing as she was on her last visit.
While she could appreciate the joys of getting a full nine hours of sleep, lazing about just seemed… wrong? Wasteful?
If it was just a matter of not showing weakness, she would find a place to hide for a few days until the wounds on her back finally healed. She had actually attempted to pursue that plan, but Bow and Glimmer had convinced Swift Wing, the traitor, to help track her down. That was when the Queen had ordered them to Mystacor for physical…and mental? health.
It was…not going well.
She was in the middle of trying to find the words to explain to Glimmer and Bow that the aroma therapy smells of their latest Relaxation Attempt we’re making her dizzy when Gimmer’s Aunt rescued her.
The woman appeared in a swirl of her cape with bright smiles and cheer. “Oh Glimmer, dearest, I need to borrow your friend for a moment. You don’t mind do you?” She asked, taking one of Adora’s hands and pulling her to her feet.
“Auntie, what are you *doing*? We’re trying to help Adora relax!” Glimmer whined, trying, and failing to grab Adora’s arm.
Seeing an opportunity, Adora waved her free hand and smiled sheepishly. “No, no! It’s ok. This wasn’t working super well for me. You guys should enjoy it and we can … uh, try something else later”
Glimmer frowned, brow furrowed, but Bow shook his meaningfully at her. “Don’t work Adora too hard Aunt Casta,” he said lightly. “Why don’t we meet up for dinner?”
Adora smiled gratefully at Bow. He was a good friend. “That’s a good plan,” she said. And Castaspella agreed.
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