Chapter 8
The next few days were a blur for Adora, first of all, she learned that she had to sleep with her demigod half-siblings and that she couldn't even eat at the same table as Catra?
It felt worse to see Catra and not be able to be near her more than it did to go the usual three months without seeing her.
And then there was sparing.
They found out pretty quickly that Adora was adept with a sword, a staff, and her bare hands. She was helpless with long-range and satisfactory with short-range. Her new Ares siblings were having a great time testing out her proficiencies.
"Damn, Catra really wasn't lying about you being a badass. Glad you're our sister and not anyone else's." One of her brothers, Chad? Brad? She didn't remember his name, said after she knocked him on his ass with the bo staff.
"Catra said I'm a badass?
“Oh yeah, Catra is… something else. Great storyteller, and has the stuff to back it up. Our cabins have been placing bets on who your parent would be for a couple of years now.” He said nonchalantly-- like he hadn’t just turned Adora’s world sideways for the 70th time in 48 hours.
Time seemed to pass in a blur the rest of the day. Adora kept trying to catch Catra alone, only for her to either be dragged away for another activity or for Catra to have an emergency and tell her she’d “talk to her later”.
And then the camp went ballistic.