🔸-catradora one shots-🔸

-battle of body and mind-

-take some angst catradora-

adora stood on the grounds of brightmoon, taking breaths of air that made her ache all around her chest. her body was in pain, yet she stood her ground, despite barely able to stand on her two feet. de-transformed, she put her sword into its sheath on her back and walked over to the struggling brunette and took off the netting incasing her, with a firm, yet slightly weak hand lifted her chin for catra's eyes to meet hers.
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with a gentle and both stern tone, she said
"now, it's officially over."

"you've lost, catra, and this time, I'm sure of it"

catra unwillingly looked up at adora, wanting to respond but was in such pain, her own body lacked the ability to speak much at all. her ribs felt like utter hell, and her head throbbed from the battle. she looked down at her wrists, a tight rope of vines cuffing them, then looked at adora, the battle undoubtedly left it's mark on her as well, as she scanned her face that was scratched, her many bruises, and the slight reddening coming from her back, staining her shirt.

even though she was her enemy, she felt, guilt. she wouldn't bring herself to hurt adora, but she-ra? that...made it a lot easier. she knew she could take it being stronger in her form, but it was clear it was still affecting her, catra could tell. she always tried to be strong for others, she knew her too well. but, like always, she was impulsive and didn't realize the damage she had done, and regretted it.

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catra ignored her emotions. it was almost too hard to think.

catra hadn't realized just how long she had been staring at her, quickly turned away, slightly embarrassed and realizing just how helpless her situation was. yet adora kept her gaze on her as well. adora pulled back her hand sheepishly and straightening herself up and looked down at her intently.

she strained herself, letting out her iconic laugh as best as she could in her beaten up state.

"enjoy your victory while it lasts, which I assure you, isn't for very long. this is just the beginning of what's yet to come, I'VE led the horde closer than anyone ever has to start our reign on Etheria."

"and when that happens, Etheria is going to expect their precious savior 'She-Ra' will save them. but let's be honest, and be honest with yourself. you aren't cut out for that~"
catra uttered, sweetening her voice at the end of her sentence, knowing that would set off adora.

adora pulled back; she stood just glaring at her, for a short moment,her face slightly dropping and her expression switching at her last remark.

her mind went blank, she stammered.

"i-"

"save it, adora."

adora jumped at her now coarse but demanding tone.

"don't act like it isn't the truth. you may have left me, but you also left me with all I know about you. I know how you are; and you think you can hide it so well but I see through it,"
catra said smoothly, yet cackled.

"the pressures crumbling down on you, adora. didn't expect all of this responsibility when you found the sword, did 'ya?"

adora gulped, slightly taken aback. "I, I never chose-"

"you chose to leave." "to leave us.."

"to leave me, adora." "ɢᴏsʜ, ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴅᴏʀᴀ...?" her voice growing quieter where adora could barely even hear.

"I don't even wanna hear what you have to say."

a moment of pure silence.
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failure to hold back, catra let out small quiet sobs, trying not to let out what she had been keeping in all this time. adora rushed over instinctively at her side, also letting sobs and both mourning at the relationship they once had.

wow I literally just wrote this randomly at like 1 am it is now almost 3 am hahAA so I'm sorry it's not the best but I enjoyed writing it❗️ pff I guess this is a thing now