WARNING: This story includes SMUT. "Can you also feel it, Catra?" Adora asked, fingers trailing her chest as she felt her heart pulsating quickly against her fingertips. An unusual sensation that she had been deprived for many years at The Fright Zone. After-all, horde kids are not supposed to be distracted by pointless emotions. And there they were, Adora and Catra, exploring a part of themselves that had always been shut down, if not unexplored. (This story focuses on Adora and Catra's childhood in The Horde. A bit of a character study.) I do NOT own the book cover. The artwork belongs to the incredible @/ Ikimaru tumblr!