Catra knew Adora would just love it. She was always loving small things like this, never really knowing how to deal with them. She'd probably just get flustered and fumble with saying thanks and it would come across with a blush like normal. Catra couldn't wait to give Adora the drawing she had made. She had spent all of her free time today on it.

Catra ran around looking for Adora. She went to the bathrooms, Adora wasn't there. She went to their beds, she wasn't there. She decided to not even look near Shadow Weaver's room. She went to the training room and found Kyle.

"Hey Kyle!" Catra yelled at Kyle, who was struggling with holding a staff. Her distracting him somehow got him to trip.

"Catra?" Kyle asked, looking really sorry for himself.

"Listen poo brain, have you seen Adora?" Catra said helping Kyle to his feet.

"Um, she just left, said she was going outside. Oh, it's my birthday next week." Kyle said the last part with joy, clearly expecting something fun that day.

"Thanks!" Catra said not bothering to listen to the rest of whatever he had to say.

"I'm," Kyle started dejected, holding his arm. "turning seven."

Catra rushed through the hallways trying not to miss Adora before she had to search for her again. Sometimes having to weave between the older cadets legs.

Catra made it in time to catch Adora as she was heading back inside.

"Adora!" Catra yelled as she stopped in front of Adora.

"Catra!" Adora yelled with a smile seeing her friend. "Why are we yelling?!" Adora yelled with a laugh.

"Um." Catra reached into her pocket and pulled out a picture that she had drawn in crayon. "I made this for you." Catra said handing it to her friend.

"Awesome!" Adora yelled, still giggling. She looked at it for a second before her eyes lit up. "Is this me?"

"Yep, that's you as a horde captain." Catra said with a smile.

"But," Adora started, "that's not a horde captain uniform."

"Doesn't matter, do you like it?" Catra asked.

Adora looked at Catra and back at the drawing and back at Catra with beaming eyes. "I love it."

"I," Catra started about to show off how much time it took, by lying to impress Adora, but what Adora didn't know didn't hurt her.

"I know the perfect place to put it!" Adora yelled as she grabbed Catra's hand and began running down the halls. They ran down all the way laughing until they reached their lockers.

"You're gonna put it In your locker?" Catra asked.

"No." Adora said rolling up a piece of tape and placing it on the drawing. "I'm putting it on my locker! That way I can see everyday that I'm going to one day be just like this picture."

Catra looked at the picture and wondered how the heck Adora was going to one day find a beast that she made up, no less ride it. "That is," Catra began cynically. "Awesome! We should probably head back to practice."

"Hey," Adora started with a smile. "you're ditching!"

"So are you!" Catra said punching Adora in the shoulder.

Catra stared at the picture she had drawn so many years ago. Was Adora mocking her? Did she choose what she would look like just to hurt her? Did she even know she was doing it?

Catra sat down in front of the picture. She had hoped then that Adora would protect her, like she promised. Everyday she got hope looking at the picture that one day Adora and her would one day leave and they would be strong enough to protect each other. Apparently, Adora saw that as a solo mission. Adora left her, and she seemed like she was getting along just fine. Maybe, she should draw another picture.