Leaving The Past

Honeysuckle

Tora knew that something was wrong as soon as he saw how Catra's hands shook as they gripped around her sword's hilt. But what could be wrong? She had already been strong enough to lift the heavy blade of the Azmer family.

Was she sick? Injured?

He couldn't help but worry as he narrowed his eyes, watching ss she wildly swung the blade around in hopes to summon the enchantment from it's core and into the blade.

“Are you alright?” He finally asked after several minutes of watching her failed attempts at summoning the energy—and the constant flicking and twitching that her ears and tail were doing.

“Of course! Why wouldn't i be? Do you honestly think I'm afraid of this puny replica?” She retorted in a tone that clearly was an challenge, however Tora just rolled his eyes.

“Then why are you so jittery?”

“I am not jittery!”

No sooner had she asked that, Catra's hands slipped from the blade and embedded into the wall at his left.

Tora shot her a look before removing the sword from the wall.

“Okay...that's enough of that training. Let's work on your sensing abilities before you end up hurting someone.”

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Cyra was in middle of meditation when she was suddenly tackled from behind by something that felt like a person sized torpedo.

“What the...Catra! What on Etheria are you doing?” She asked, earning a mew from the rather sparkly eyed teenager.

“Sorry! I'm just bored and Anu is still talking to Adora and the walking glitter bomb.” Catra said in a tone that was almost a whine.

“you're not skipping Tora's lessons again, are you?” She asked, flicking her tail into Catra's face only to earn a light growl.

“No! Even if I didn't learn anything new.” Catra retorted and C'yra would have laughed at the pout the girl was giving her, if it wasn't so out of character.

“Catra? What did you eat today?” She questioned, flicking her tail a bit as she tried to figure out what was going on. Could it be Nepeta? She doubted it but there were cases where it was used recreationally.

Not that she believed Catra would actually do something like that but she was a teenager and she definitely had more issues than either wanted to admit, so it wasn't unplasible.

“Just some of Scorpia's overly sour doughnut things, eggs and some coffee.”

Catra answered, all while trying to grab C'yra's tail.

Coffee? Just how much coffee did she have? She is acting almost drunk right now….not to mention hyper….and with her slender weight….

“How much coffee?” C'yra asked, not allowing her thoughts to finish.

“Just three.” The teen didn't even bother to lie although C'yra let out a growl of annoyance and roughly batted the girl with her tail, earning a Yelp when there was no way that it could have hurt.

“Catra, you know that a lot of coffee has negative affects on our body! What were you thinking?” C'yra scolded, although her tone wasn't harsh.

“I was just sooo tired.”

C'yra wanted to growl again and possibly slap her upside the head for the lame excuse but also because of the whiny tone, which sounded way too much like Raiona at the moment.

“One cup would have been enough plus you could have told your dad and he would have let you have a nap before classes.” She responded before sighing and gently putting a hand over the pressure point at the nape of Catra's neck.

“Come on...You need to drink some water…..And I need to figure out how long you're going to be this loopy.”