[ Sure, being in a totally foreign world with no idea how you got there is kind of a downer. But you know what isn't a downer? Festivals. Catra wanders through the festivities with a manic and almost child-like glee, her cat ears pricking up at every new thing she sees. She casually swipes someone's drink and takes to observing the races. Predictably at some point there's a loud boom as someone crashes their hoverbike, and Catra laughs happily, her extra-sharp canines glinting in the light as she goes. ]
Now this is a party!
[ Later on, after spending some time observing the various games from the sidelines, Catra is ready to have some sport of her own-- only to be prohibited from entering solo. You could find her at any game, really-- the hoverboard racing, the laser tag, hell even the kiddie games. Wherever she is, she's making a scene and threatening whoever is prohibiting her from play. ]
What do you mean there aren't enough people for participation? Why don't you step over that barrier and I'll show you just how many people I'm worth.
[ Or... maybe you run into her at the food stalls instead. After all, there is so much food here completely foreign to Catra. Unlike some who might turn their nose up at the assortment of bug-related cuisine, Catra can be found enthusiastically trying all of it. Dinner time has her happily munching on a myriad of bug kebab skewers and smelly fish, noisy and uncaring if she makes a mess, speaking as she eats. ]
Man, this place is great! I mean, weirdness aside, they really know food here!
[ Honestly, there's all sorts of mischief she can get up to in the food stalls. Maybe you encounter her as she's intimidating a vendor into giving her something for free-- her slim frame leaning over the counter and pulling the server close to her by the collar, her other hand held up menacingly with claws on full display. Or maybe she's elsewhere, casually skipping the line and giving a terrifying hiss at anyone who complains. Or maybe you spot her stealing a slushie from a kid and making them cry, while she giggles and takes a slurp for herself, then shudders in surprise and delight from the brainfreeze. Or... maybe Catra's reign of terror at the festival has finally gone on long enough, and you've been asked by Morningstar to quietly remove Catra from the premises. All would be legit. ]
catra | she-ra and the princesses of power
[ Sure, being in a totally foreign world with no idea how you got there is kind of a downer. But you know what isn't a downer? Festivals. Catra wanders through the festivities with a manic and almost child-like glee, her cat ears pricking up at every new thing she sees. She casually swipes someone's drink and takes to observing the races. Predictably at some point there's a loud boom as someone crashes their hoverbike, and Catra laughs happily, her extra-sharp canines glinting in the light as she goes. ]
Now this is a party!
[ Later on, after spending some time observing the various games from the sidelines, Catra is ready to have some sport of her own-- only to be prohibited from entering solo. You could find her at any game, really-- the hoverboard racing, the laser tag, hell even the kiddie games. Wherever she is, she's making a scene and threatening whoever is prohibiting her from play. ]
What do you mean there aren't enough people for participation? Why don't you step over that barrier and I'll show you just how many people I'm worth.
[ Or... maybe you run into her at the food stalls instead. After all, there is so much food here completely foreign to Catra. Unlike some who might turn their nose up at the assortment of bug-related cuisine, Catra can be found enthusiastically trying all of it. Dinner time has her happily munching on a myriad of bug kebab skewers and smelly fish, noisy and uncaring if she makes a mess, speaking as she eats. ]
Man, this place is great! I mean, weirdness aside, they really know food here!
[ Honestly, there's all sorts of mischief she can get up to in the food stalls. Maybe you encounter her as she's intimidating a vendor into giving her something for free-- her slim frame leaning over the counter and pulling the server close to her by the collar, her other hand held up menacingly with claws on full display. Or maybe she's elsewhere, casually skipping the line and giving a terrifying hiss at anyone who complains. Or maybe you spot her stealing a slushie from a kid and making them cry, while she giggles and takes a slurp for herself, then shudders in surprise and delight from the brainfreeze. Or... maybe Catra's reign of terror at the festival has finally gone on long enough, and you've been asked by Morningstar to quietly remove Catra from the premises. All would be legit. ]