Leaving The Past

Chapter 13: Primal Instincts

C'yra's growled as she slammed open the door to the throne room, eyes narrowing as soon as they landed on Praelia and Raiona who were discussing sparring techniques.

"Have either of you seen my sword?" She practically growled in a tone that caused both the younger Magi-Cats to stiffen.

"Why would we have your sword? Neither of us can use it! Ask Catra, Maybe she hear something since she's been in the vents all week!" Raiona retorted with her own growl, earning a look from her mother.

"Unless you want to see the inside of your chambers for the next month, I would advise that you watch your mouth." Catra hissed before turning and heading back out the door.

Catra

She hadn't thought about her being a possibility or what that could mean for any of them.

Had Catra betrayed them after having stayed there for two weeks, healing and training under them? Had Nahuel been right all along?

The monarch couldn't help how her stomach clenched at the thought.

There was no way they could survive another attack.

Following the teenager's scent, C'yra traced the aforementioned girl to the training compound, only to have a hard time not to laugh at what she saw.

"Come on you dumb-ass piece of metal! Work!"

Deciding it best not to say anything, C'yra teleported herself unto the rafters, watching as the girl swung the blade wildly around without so much as a single arc of energy. This went on for some time with Catra muttering curses with every failed attempt to summon the ancient power.

so she wanted to train with it? If that was the case why break into my room instead of asking like a normal person? C'yra wondered as she stifled a snicker as the girl let out a snarl of frustration and stabbed the sword into the wall.

no wonder it won't work! She wields it like a ball bat!

"Perhaps you're trying too hard or perhaps the sword does not respond well to thieves." C'yra stated emotionlessly as she leaped down from her hiding spot and pulling the blade from the wall, watching in amusement when she could easily summon a large amount of electricity around the blade.

She didn't even pretend not to notice how the girl flinched.

"C'yra I..."

Catra began but the queen cut her off, arching a brow as she leaned on the blade.

"I'm sure you can explain how and why you broke into my room and stole one of the sacred treasures of our people. But I'm more curious about why you didn't just ask like a normal person." she said, trying not to show her irritation.

After all, if she became nervous or afraid then she was more likely to lie than if not.

"As if you would let me do something with this without breathing down my neck and I have yet figured out how to do anything!" Catra retorted, earning a scoff.

"Not my fault you zapped yourself twice and dropped it multiple times. You're trying too hard but if that's what you want...Well, train until you get it right I guess...need anything or want help you know where to find me...Just next time tell me what you're doing with my stuff besides breaking into my room." Cyra retorted, handing the sword back to her before leaving the room.

Once outside the woman sighed and shook her head.

\well that girl is most definitely stubborn...but perhaps if she learns a bit on her own it will mean more to her.she thought, snickering as she glanced back toward the door where she heard a loud curse come from inside.