19 - Foresight

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Carnage. Annihilation. Bloodshed. Massacres.

Screaming, gigantic forest fires. Panicked princesses.

Adora.

'Catra!!'

She whirled out of bed. It was just a nightmare.

'Oh Moros! Are you alright?'

Queen Angella stood by her bed with a worried expression.

'Uhh yeah' Catra rubbed her aching neck as she spoke.

'That is good....Your brother is coming to Brightmoon. He wants to meet you. Would you like to stay there in the palace for a few hours?'

Catra paused.

'Sure. Lets do it. I'll get dressed' She swung her legs from her bed and got to her feet.

Angella left to talk to Amato.

'Cub don't try to hide it. Somethings wrong '

C'yra crossed her arms as she sat opposite Catra.

'Tenho tido visões horríveis... de guerra, aniquilação e carnificina. Eles se sentem assim, tão reais. Estou com medo. Happy?!?' Catra hissed in Portuguese. (I used Google translate so Its probably wrong)

'Catra, I think those are just nightmares, everything will be okay!' C'yra laughed, dismissing the feeling that the girl was correct.

Catra sighed and nodded.

'Yeah, probably'

'Oh! Also, Maverick is returning home for the rest of the year!' C'yra exclaimed.

Catra recalled the revel in her honor, when she entered. Maverick was her twin brother.

'Guess I'm finally meeting the stranger ' She shrugged.

'Yu. He'll be here later today. Hes coming because the Council of the Eastern Isles Academy For Mages in training is going on detour elsewhere, so for the next year all students go on there own way.'

Catra was surprised. So soon?

'I'll go prepare myself I guess' Catra announced, and slipped away to her chambers, to panic in peace.

Maverick was not what'd she had expected.

He had long chestnut hair, tied back into a ponytail with loose stands falling over his emerald eyes. His fur/skin was a golden brown, just like Catras. Two large furry ears sat atop his head, and a thin tail flickered in the air behind him. He was dressed in a moss green cloak, with a black tunic and trousers underneath.

'Do not call me Maverick,' He wiggles a finger in her face jokingly. 'Only Mav'

He slumps down on a plush red chair, and whips out a book. He is engrossed in it within seconds.

Catra snickers and wanders off. Their twin time can continue late, for now, she just wanted to explore the grandiose palace some more.

But her mind kept trailing back to the visions. Maybe some day she should tell Maverick. He might know what to do, or how to stop them.

She ends up falling asleep, curled up in a clump of bushes, still thinking of the visions.

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