#pwease do not feel obligated to match this length im ded

[scruffycatra-a]

————— ( @grcyskull ) —————    Ｓ Ｅ Ｎ Ｔ ;  ❝  ❄ — our muses watch the snow fall together. ❞

    Kitten  heels  click  against  the  reflective  marble  floor  of  Bright  Moon’s  castle.   Sounds  bounced  from  the  glossy  surface  underfoot  and  seemed  to  echo  off  the  walls,  a  ricocheting  murmur  that  swept  the  silent  castle.   Everyone  slept  peacefully  in  their  rooms,  except  for  a  single,  restless,  fleeting  shadow.   Gold  and  cyan  eyes  cut  through  the  deepest  darkness.   Stepping  out  into  the  pale  moonlight,  the  lonely  one  observed  the  midnight  landscape  through  an  enormous  hallway  window.     Feeling  unfamiliar  in  this  place  was  a  common  occurrence.   Beyond  the  safety  of  the  castle  was  where  she  used  to  roam,  terrorizing  Etheria  in  the  name  of  the  Horde.   Regardless  of  time  passed,  she  could  still  feel  the  painful  remnants  of  war.   Deep  down,  Catra  understood  that  the  Princesses  would  be  wary  of  her  for  years  to  come,  yet  it  still  brought  an  unwanted  sting  of  sadness.   With  the  earned  privilege  of  freedom  came  recompense  for  all  her  wrongs.     If  she  was  to  finally  have  her  happy  ending,  so  be it.   She  could  live  content  with  the  fact  that  others  viewed  her  differently.   Perhaps  it  was more  work  in  the  end  becoming  so  vulnerable  and  dependent——  but  Catra  was  ready  for  the  challenge.

     A  small  movement  caught  the  corner  of  her  cat-like  eyes.   Large  puffy  snowflakes  had  begun  to  fall  like  powder  from  the  thick,  heavy  clouds  looming  above.   Covering  Bright  Moon  like  a  giant  quilt,  the  clouds  moved  over,  bringing  with  them  a  slow  but  steady  supply  of  freshly  fallen  snow.   Accompanying  the  first  frost,  the  snow  clung  to  the  verdant  earth  and  began  to  stick,  forming  a  small  layer  of  soft  sparkling  snow.     Barely  audible,  even  to  her  own  ears,  Catra  released  a  small,  excited  breath.   She  had  only  seen  snow  once  in  her  previous  travels  with  the  Horde.   Blustering,  biting  flurries  were  all  she  could  remember  from  that  awful  place.   This  time  though.  .  . It  carried  with  it  a  whimsical  and  enchanting  emotion  that  made  her  heart  flutter.

#grcyskull #meme. #ask. #answer. #OKAY IM SORRY THIS STARTER IS SO LONG IM GOING CRAZY STUPIT #future catra is my WIFE #i just want her to smoke some nip and play in the snow with adora and her friends #midnight snow is always the best thing to wake up to imho #pwease do not feel obligated to match this length im ded #also u get the first post for new icons hehehehee