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Adora stumbles back, looking almost drunk. She falls back against a tree, one arm reaching out behind her to steady herself, head thrown back, panting for breath as blood covers her face and drips down her chin. She wipes her mouth with one hand, licks the mess slowly from her fingers.
“Adora, what the fuck,” Catra says, the fear obvious in her voice and yet insufficient to make her turn and run. Adora’s head rolls downward to regard her. There’s real color in her cheeks now, her eyes no longer bloodshot, recognition dawning in them as she glances between Catra's bewildered expression and mauled hand, panic rushing to take the place of the numbness that had filled her chest only minutes ago.
Adora's just your average teenager, plays football, gets good grades, well liked. Mostly. Living in an equally average, small and sleepy town. Ringed by forests, bordered by mountains, the kind of place where nothing interesting happens. Until Adora goes missing. Gone, two weeks, comes back. Comes back wrong. Still plays football, still gets good grades. Less well liked. Too good at football, too strong, too fast. Keeps to herself. Nearly bit her friend's hand off but that was like, one time.