catra knows that voice, knows that she knows that voice. it's enough to make her want to lift herself up, pull away from the gentle waves that have been lapping at her head and the entirety of her front side, but she doesn't have the strength for it. her body is still too newly changed. all catra actually manages to do is displace some wet sand with her claws. )
Hey!
( she calls instead, her voice rough.
catra knows that voice. she just needs to hear it again. )
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catra knows that voice, knows that she knows that voice. it's enough to make her want to lift herself up, pull away from the gentle waves that have been lapping at her head and the entirety of her front side, but she doesn't have the strength for it. her body is still too newly changed. all catra actually manages to do is displace some wet sand with her claws. )
Hey!
( she calls instead, her voice rough.
catra knows that voice. she just needs to hear it again. )