"A mission of goodwill," Catra repeats blandly, just enough time to get those words out before she's being tugged up from her comfy perch. "Ugggghhh," she groans, going limp and draping herself over Adora. "But I was so comfortable."
Of course Adora's been out there helping however much she can. Catra, meanwhile, has mostly been licking her wounds. Metaphorically speaking: most of her wounds from the beasts have been dealt with by magic healers when she was still too dazed to protest. Her shoulder still aches, and she's some minor red lines on her arms, but she's pretty much fine. She's been... okay, she'll admit it, sulking.
It vexes her that she hadn't been able to kill any of the anomalous beasts. She'd killed bigger things than those, but the beasts here were tougher and smarter. She'd successfully driven a bunch away from settlements, sure, but she hadn't won in a way that had mattered.
And now Adora wants to take her on whatever a mission of goodwill is.
So Catra just habitually makes a nuisance of herself, being limp dead weight that Adora's forced to hold upright, her tail battering Adora's legs. "What even is a mission of goodwill anyway?" she groans.
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Of course Adora's been out there helping however much she can. Catra, meanwhile, has mostly been licking her wounds. Metaphorically speaking: most of her wounds from the beasts have been dealt with by magic healers when she was still too dazed to protest. Her shoulder still aches, and she's some minor red lines on her arms, but she's pretty much fine. She's been... okay, she'll admit it, sulking.
It vexes her that she hadn't been able to kill any of the anomalous beasts. She'd killed bigger things than those, but the beasts here were tougher and smarter. She'd successfully driven a bunch away from settlements, sure, but she hadn't won in a way that had mattered.
And now Adora wants to take her on whatever a mission of goodwill is.
So Catra just habitually makes a nuisance of herself, being limp dead weight that Adora's forced to hold upright, her tail battering Adora's legs. "What even is a mission of goodwill anyway?" she groans.