~She-Ra~ AU Catra x Male reader

Chapter 1: New Home.

*So after much discussion and thought I decided to go ahead and make an AU, now it will not affect anything canon related to She-ra besides Catra's sexuality of course, but this is a fanfiction which gives me the creative ability to alter what I wish if this story's difference does not suit you then you do not have to read it. I made this story simply because I adore the character's personality.*

(Y/n) had long since left any trace of civilization behind about forty miles ago, all that surrounded the young adult were the towering pines of Northwest Montana.

(Y/n) tapped his fingers along to the music on the radio trying to ward off the ever-growing boredom he knew he would have to grow accustomed to for the rest of the summer.

He had a good premise of what his job would entail, watch for chaotic fires, unattended fires, and missing persons. He would have to spend much of his time alone which suited him just fine.

Especially after what happened back home-

No, he won't think of that right now.

He came out here to never worry about that again.

(Y/n) pulled his car to a stop after a long drive down a road deep in the pines. (Y/n) shut off the engine to his car and let out a sigh, he was quite nervous about going out into these woods and living almost alone the only other fire lookout tower was miles away.

He remembered the rumors people told him about in a diner on the way there telling of 'cat-people' who stalked the deep pines hunting humans as prey. 

Although (Y/n) dismissed the legend as simple folklore it did send a shiver up his spine.

(Y/n) stepped out of his car bringing with him a sketchbook and set of pencils as well as some necessities and his phone so that he may take pictures of the sun on the horizon in the mornings.

(Y/n) put the items into a backpack which he threw on his shoulders, he then shut his car door and locked it and hoped it would still be there when he came back at the end of the summer.

(Y/n) then began his journey up the hiking trail to the lookout tower which was miles deep into the forest.

As (Y/n) walked through the pines he let a small smile cross his face, it had been a long, long, time since he had ever felt this connected to nature.

(Y/n) listened quietly to the noises of the natural wildlife that did not seem to mind his presence as his hiking boots trudged on the trail.

Birds chirped in the trees and flew by, squirrels scampered around looking for food.

(Y/n) ate some sunflowers from his pack a habit he picked up from stopping smoking he minded more than he did it ruin his lungs.

It helped keep the urge at bay until he would no longer need a crutch.

(Y/n) spent much of his younger life smoking it kept him relaxed and calm so that he did not have to worry about them.

Suddenly something burst from the bushes twenty feet in front of him running across the trail startling the man.

Instinctively, he reached down for the knife he kept strapped to his boot but was not fast enough.

The whitetail deer trotted across the trail with fluency and grace only pausing for a split second to stare at the startled man before running off again blowing out and pointing its tail up in alert as it ran.

(Y/n) let out a sigh and relaxed from his tense state setting his Ka-Bar knife back into its sheathe.

He let out a short chuckle at his anxiety, he should've never listened to those monster stories.