Chapter 7
Catra felt a weight lift off her chest-- since she'd figured out Adora was a demigod too she'd been worried they could've been sisters the whole time; which would've been gross since Catra has had a crush on her ever since they met at six years old.
She watched as the Ares cabin brought her in with open arms, excited to greet their new sibling-- especially knowing all the stories Catra had told about the two of them and their childhood.
Afterall, Adora didn't remember their previous encounters with monsters. Catra learned later on it was her subconscious use of the mist that had helped obscure what had actually happened from Adora's mind. She'd told the stories to the other campers though, so it was weird to think that they knew more about Adora's experience with monsters than Adora herself did.
"Well that a relief I bet," Catra's fur and tail shot up with a hiss as her sister hummed in her ear.
"Haha, very funny Annabeth," she grumbled, sending a glare at the woman. Annabeth usually stayed at the Roman camp with her husband Percy, an absolutely legendary guy who gives zero fucks about the gods. Catra enjoys hanging out with that particular member of her extended family.
Annabeth gave her a knowing smile though and Catra could feel her blush to visibility through her dark peach-fuzz fur. "Shut up," she grumbled as she got up to lead her siblings back to their cabin.