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Adora was told of an anomaly that was detected in the whispering woods not too long ago, and had went by herself to find what it is. Though she traveled for hours she did not find much until she saw a woman dressed in a hooded cloak that resembled rags
" hello there, what are you doing all the way out here-" adora then noticed a very familiar tail and assumed a battle position.
"Catra, what scheme do you have now" but the woman didn't move for a moment before turning around and taking her hood off, revealing it was in fact catra but she seemed older and her eyes of amber and aquamarine were tired and sad
"Hey adora" the pain and sadness was even present in her words "I am catra but I am not your catra, don't worry, I have no scheme."
"Wha? What do you mean not my catra?" Adora was confused by the way this catra spoke
"It is a very long story, adora. Though it is good to see you again even if you are not my adora."
Adora went to protest but catra cut her off "you are still fighting with your catra aren't you, it is a shame she is making the same mistakes I did, I can only hope that she will turn it around before it is too late"
Adora is flabbergasted, this weird older version of catra is speaking nonsense, but she is unable to dwell on it any longer as she can hear the sounds of battle. It looks like it is coming from a nearby village
"For the honor of grayskull" without thinking adora bolts to the village, quickly realizing that she really shouldn't have left brightmoon alone, for the village was overrun with bots though with the power if she-ra she did manage to repel the attack, but as she dispatched the last bot another one that was not quite destroyed aimed at adora
Before adora knew it a laser was coming for her and she didn't have enough time to dodge, but then something pushed her out of the way, as adora cleared her head from being disoriented she realized the older catra took the hit for her. She rushed over to heal her but the old catra simply shook her head
"Don't bother, my time is up, I should have died a long time ago." Catra's voice was hoarse and strained Adora just now realized that she was crying
"Do me a favor, adora.... do not push aside your needs and wants....i know how you are...so willing to sacrifice everything for everyone and never giving a thought about what you need or want..."
Adora could only nod and with that catra smiles "I hope your version of me wisens up faster than I did." Catra looks away from adora and up to the sky and starts reaching up a hand as if she was seeking to grab onto some invisible hand
"Hey adora....i'm finally home...." as her hand grasps the invisible object her arm goes limp and her breathing ceases.
Adora would bury this mysterious catra, but she would never tell anyone about her. Every now and again she would think back to her words and wonder what happened to the adora of her world.
She would never know