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Things were getting tense in Bright Moon. They had destroyed a part of the Fright Zone and the Hordak Lab was destroyed, a great achievement for the Rebellion because now the Horde was vulnerable and their attacks no longer came so frequently that gave them time to restore more villages and recover territories. But since then Adora had known almost nothing about Catra.
"My child, you'll never increase your power if you keep worrying about those things." Shadow Weaver said with a look that seemed understanding. She tried to approach Adora and put her hand on her shoulder, but she stopped her.
He frowned and gave her a serious countenance. "You are here now and you have helped me much more than I expected, but I will not forget everything you did to Catra and the things of the past." For a moment Shadow Weaver was surprised, but instantly she calmed her expression, Adora sighed and relaxed her equally.
"I only did the things that I did for you and her. You gave her the opportunity to change, and even me gave it to her the last time. But if she has denied it, it is because she has chosen this path, and for that fact you can't blame me. " The blonde remained silent for seconds. And then Shadow Weaver left the training room saying she would do other things in the library. Adora thought, on one hand, if he could blame her. And more than she believed.
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Since Angella sacrificed herself, Bright Moon has no queen present. Castaspella helps her niece with the tasks of a Queen, because she understands that she is nothing more than a teenager. At first she was reluctant and going through depression and anger, but with the help of her princess friends she was able to leave that aside and integrate back into the situation. Because although they have severely attacked the Horde, the war still continues.
"Tonight, I will go to the Whispering Woods to review the parameters." commented Adora, they were having a meeting about the Alliance with all the princesses, sitting in the chairs while a guard showed them the territories.
"Plumeria has not had such severe attacks since we destroyed that lab. Now that we have less work to defend our kingdoms, we should continue with the task of restoring the planet and peace. Allying ourselves and helping with the Crimson Waste would be a good idea." responds Perfuma, but instantly Huntara who had her feet casually on the table spoke too.
"In the Crimson Waste we are more like lonely wolves. We have survived for a long time without having contact with any kingdom. Besides, now they are on the side of that angry kitty, I don't think that if we go there they will receive us with hospitality." Then she was followed by Mermista, who was in the same position as Huntara.
"Yes, I think this huge woman is right. Maybe we should just keep 'working together' to fix the planet. We're fine like this, I don't want more people to invade my personal space." She emphasized working together. Glimmer only frowned in annoyance while Bow tried to keep calm and Frosta with a neutral expression.
"Well, whatever. Adora will go to the Whispering Woods at night to patrol and inform us if she has seen anything. Netossa and Spinnerella will send some of their soldiers to check Thaymor and rebuild the barn."
After saying goodbye, all princess left. Glimmer left to train his powers with Shadow Weaver, who was something like a mentor in the field of magic for princesses no matter how much she continued to irritate Castaspella.
The rest of the afternoon Adora practiced her sword handling alone, and crossed words with her friends only during dinner. When the brightness of the Moons went out, Adora said goodbye to them towards the Whispering Woods along with her sword and a small bag of candy that had enlisted her.
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Twenty minutes had passed since she reached the Whispering Woods. The nature was being reborn but there were still some remains of ice in some parts, and it gave a small sensation of cold along with that air that came from mysterious places. Adora had a better sense of direction than before and luckily she didn't get lost like other times, but she couldn't find anything that seemed suspicious. She walked around where she was and took a rest on a stone and put a couple of candies in his mouth.
"After eat this food and comparing it with that of the Horde, nothing is same anymore." She commented to herself while chewing. She looked around, and for a moment she seemed to see a bush move oddly, and approached to supervise. "Is anyone there? Hello?" she shouted, but silence was her response along with the same cold air. He took the opportunity to continue walking through the forest, observed the butterflies, caterpillars and animals that also rounded around. She tried to touch one more than once, but she was not lucky to be allowed to touching because they ran away as if they were afraid of her.
She crossed his arms on his chest. "Okay, I know I look scary with this sword on my back and my cadet uniform. But I'm not hostile! Do I look so mean?", And after his words a rabbit came out of a hollow tree to see who I was making that fuss, Adora smiled. "Until finally someone approaches me. Come here, little bunny." She lowered her thighs and rested her elbows on her knees as the rabbit approached her. She smelled her hand for a moment, after nothing she was surprised and left. Adora raised her hands in resignation, "Oh, come on!".
And she felt something behind her. She turned her head slowly and saw a blue eye peeking out from behind a tree, which disappeared in a moment. And she ran straight to the tree but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.
She continued to roam the Wood feeling paranoid and spied on for something, but everything seemed to be normal again. She tried to calm down and convince herself that she was fine. "It's fine, Adora. It's another one of those hallucinations in your mind. Shadow Weaver is with the Rebellion now and this Wood has always been mysterious. Everything is fine!" and she raised his voice in the latter. The birds flew away when they heard their scream and shook the trees causing the detached leaves to fall.
She complained in a shout of resignation and threw her back into a tree. His eyes were tired and begging her to close them. She sighed heavily to close his eyes and pay attention to them.
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Adora woke up a little disoriented because she didn't even know that she had woken her up. It was early in the morning even though there was still no light and it showed by the brightness of the Moon, and she could only see it through the leaves of the tree. The sky shone even if there were no stars.
She put his hand inside the bag and took out a letter. It was the letter that Adora had made for Catra that she would never send. Adora read it once more, "This is ridicles.", and began to feel her wet face, touched with her own fingers and verified that tears were being born from the tip of her eyes. "What? But if not even-" She was crying unconsciously.
She crumpled the paper and because of her little delicacy some parts broke and fell into pieces. Certain words were no longer well understood. She must overcome that Catra was her enemy now. It was clear as water, for her there is no hope.
And it is painful to accept that the person she grew up with has become insane, and capable of everything. He had no choice but to keep those pieces in her bag as a memory, and leave the letter next to a tree. Surely if she returned he would no longer be and would be lost.
She dried her tears with the sleeves of her hands and after a while they stopped sprouting. She breathed heavily and decided it was time to leave. She verified that her sword was on her back and in doing so, he removed her hand.
But somehow she felt watched again.
And to see if what he felt was true, she pretended to be normal. And from one second to another, she looked up, encountering a great surprise that when she realized that it had been discovered, she was surprised as the same way.
Catra was on top of that tree.