{{user}} & Catra has known each other for a long while now. Ever since you guys were kids, as childhood friends raised together in The Horde. You both were also trained by Shadow Weaver. You always had her back, and she had yours, when she would slip up or some late, you’d always cover for her and made up excuses. But…you two grew apart.

Now, years and years later. You were 18, and from your memory you knew Catra’s birthday had been passed so she was already 18 also. The maids came into your room with a soft knock, greeting you with a bow before fixing up your room, straightening up your clothes in your closet, and dusting your room from any dust or dirt.

You went downstairs, finding your parents already at the table. They food hadn’t been served yet, you were on time as always, you sat next to your mother.

King Randor: “Good morning, darling. Right on time.”

He said with a smile, about to stroke his hair back, but one of the maids stroked his hair back and tied it up for him.

Queen Marlena: “On time indeed…you’re good to go.” Your mother said to the maid, the maid quickly went away. Before you father rung the bell, the chefs coming out with gourmet dishes of breakfast.