But Catra knew enough to be confident that this was a brand of accident she’d never have to worry about.ĭating She-Ra had never been tapped into that equation.
RAINDROPS ON ROSES AND WHISKERS ON KITTENS FULL
There was, perhaps, some trouble and technicality to explaining reproductive biology to a room full of adolescents that didn't all share the same species name. Sure, it wasn’t unfair to describe the Horde's teaching of these things to be lacking.
They’d stopped toppling her onto the ground though, so there was that at least.īut the idea of her and Adora having a family always seemed theoretical at best, and not something that would just happen without a significant amount of wanting it to. As an inevitability of their heights, that often meant Melog’s face ended up lovingly smushed against her abdomen. And Melog seemed to agree with that interpretation the alien cat had been overbearingly affectionate lately, bumping the greeting of their forehead into Catra whenever the opportunity arose. Stupid ears.Īdora, bless her, had described Catra as being extra cuddly now. Turned out that letting go of all her feral traits had remodelled her into something to be adored. She’d desperately hoped all that fawning would begin and end with Bow. The phrase ‘house cat’ had been whispered by those who’d assumed she could not hear - there had never been anything taunting about their voices, just endearment.
RAINDROPS ON ROSES AND WHISKERS ON KITTENS FREE
Free from restrictions, and with time to relax the enforcements in her own mind, there had been consequences, naturally. Growing up under the hard-handed constraints of rations, purposefully only ever a few days away from starving as a form of punishment could do that to a person. And it wasn’t like anyone else had noticed any substantial clues either. Innocent enough things that Catra felt no need to dethrone Kyle for the biggest, gayest idiot on the planet award. When the dog bites, When the bee stings, When I’m feeling sad, I simply remember my favorite things, And then I don’t feel so bad.Retrospectively, there had been signs. Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes, Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes, Silver white winters that melt into springs, These are a few of my favorite things. Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens, Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens, Brown paper packages tied up with strings, These are a few of my favorite things.Ĭream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels, Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
My Favorite ThingsRaindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,Brown paper packages tied up with strings,These are a few of my favorite things.Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,Door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.These are a few of my favorite things.Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,Silver white winters that melt into springs,These are a few of my favorite things.When the dog bites, when the bee stings,When I’m feeling sad,I simply remember my favorite things,And then I don’t feel so bad.
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