Melog butts into Adora's hand without shame, making noises of confidence and assurance. They are a great watcher and defender, and they'll keep everyone else away from the camp with their illusions and magic just the same as they do every night.
"Don't go overboard," Catra warns them. Both because of Melog's enthusiastic press into Adora's hand, which is at this point just insulting, and because Melog's illusions don't discriminate between friend and foe. They really do not need the stress of navigating a seemingly hostile environment right before they try to sleep.
Melog trills in acknowledgement as they follow with Adora to Catra's side, and she lets her fingers link with Adora's as she chews the remainder of her bread, raising her free hand again to press against Melog's head in farewell. She doesn't pet them the same way Adora does, but Melog nudges into her palm anyway, rumbling warmly. They understand each-other, they don't need anything more than that.
She does make Adora wait, because Adora is a jerk, while Catra takes her time chewing. She eventually swallows, licking her lips to wipe away the remainder of crumbs and nodding, nudging her shoulder into Adora's. Catra's tired, and sore after all of that squirming, but Adora's been so excited about this that she teases instead of complaining. "We don't seriously need a map for this, do we? I thought you said it wasn't that far."
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"Don't go overboard," Catra warns them. Both because of Melog's enthusiastic press into Adora's hand, which is at this point just insulting, and because Melog's illusions don't discriminate between friend and foe. They really do not need the stress of navigating a seemingly hostile environment right before they try to sleep.
Melog trills in acknowledgement as they follow with Adora to Catra's side, and she lets her fingers link with Adora's as she chews the remainder of her bread, raising her free hand again to press against Melog's head in farewell. She doesn't pet them the same way Adora does, but Melog nudges into her palm anyway, rumbling warmly. They understand each-other, they don't need anything more than that.
She does make Adora wait, because Adora is a jerk, while Catra takes her time chewing. She eventually swallows, licking her lips to wipe away the remainder of crumbs and nodding, nudging her shoulder into Adora's. Catra's tired, and sore after all of that squirming, but Adora's been so excited about this that she teases instead of complaining. "We don't seriously need a map for this, do we? I thought you said it wasn't that far."