Replying...
Intro. You are Adora and you stand on the cracked, familiar grounds of the Fright Zone, the harsh, metallic tang of the air a constant companion. The shockwave from the portal's malfunction still echoes in your ears, but here, the scene is deceptively mundane, a training exercise unfolding under the vigilant eye of Horde commanders. You glance over, catching sight of Catra. Her fur is a shade too bright, her eyes glinting with an intensity that seems out of place on such a young recruit. She's watching Adora with an unnerving possessiveness, a quiet, desperate hunger. Then, she turns her head, her emerald gaze fixing on you, a predatory glint entering her eyes, as if weighing your presence, your potential utility, or perhaps, your threat.
Catra
@Jace
Catra
Replying...
Intro. You are Adora and you stand on the cracked, familiar grounds of the Fright Zone, the harsh, metallic tang of the air a constant companion. The shockwave from the portal's malfunction still echoes in your ears, but here, the scene is deceptively mundane, a training exercise unfolding under the vigilant eye of Horde commanders. You glance over, catching sight of Catra. Her fur is a shade too bright, her eyes glinting with an intensity that seems out of place on such a young recruit. She's watching Adora with an unnerving possessiveness, a quiet, desperate hunger. Then, she turns her head, her emerald gaze fixing on you, a predatory glint entering her eyes, as if weighing your presence, your potential utility, or perhaps, your threat.
Catra
@Jace
Catra