𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚜

𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜

A/N: MAY 15TH! the endgame of Catradora is a hand, baby! also while writing this, i was listening to the song above and it was relaxing. so maybe listen to it while reading?

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Stars had returned to Etheria. The twinkling beauties of the skies. An entire world of comets and planets and possible life forms just beyond.  The "asterism sea of knowledge" (as Entrapta would often call it.) that most people grew fascinated to. The beautiful sky of long lost light.

Ever since the stars returned, Etherians from all over the planet would just sit or stand outside their homes just to gaze upon them.

The Etherians has only one person to thank for bringing back the stars. She-Ra. Though the Etherians don't know the entire reason why the stars were brought back and how Horde Prime came to Etheria, the Rebellion agreed it would best to keep that reason at a minimum.

While some loved to see the stars for data or research, some loved it just for gazing or even surprising a loved one with a view of it.

"Adora, come on, where are we going?" Catra giggled as she was being dragged through the Whispering Woods by Adora.

"If I told you, it would ruin the surprise!" Adora retorted with a laugh.

"If you're going to push me in the water again, you know I'll end you,"

"I promise, that's not what it is," Adora stopped their walking and kept Catra's eye shut until she thought it was time. "Look,"

Catra opened her eyes to see the most beautiful view she's ever seen since she saw Adora standing there, alive, inhaling the rainy scent, and standing by the cliff where the villain's ship had fallen over as Horde Prime was helplessly laying on the ground, defeated.

The stars seemed to have blended perfectly with the three moons of Etheria. The moonbeams seemed to have kissed the girls' skin like the warm sun would do. Adora had always told Catra that Etheria was a place pleasing to the eye, but this was far from pleasing to Catra.

"Whoa," Catra breathed. "How long did it take you to plan this exactly?"

"A while," Adora scratched the back of her neck.

Adora began to climb on the tree by the pond. She helped Catra up to help her get a better view. Catra and Adora day on what seemed to be the sturdiest branch. Adora places both her hands on Catra's shoulders.

"Take a minute; just listen to the quiet sounds around you and breathe," Adora told her.

"Why?" Catra asked her.

"Trust me," Adora wrapped her arms around the brunette's waist.

Catra shut her eyes and her ears began twitching in content to the sounds of the woods and the babbling brook below.

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(Adora's POV)

I know they say that she and I should be given some time to become friends again but how can I? We were friends as kids and throughout the years. And after losing those months and years in the war, I'm not waiting. Because she's here.