"I don't know why I can't help! I'm not hurt that bad! It's been two days!"

"This isn't up for discussion Catra!"

"I've been through worse and kept going! Unlike you, who just ran away!"

Catra froze when she saw Cyra's expression turn from irritated to actually angry, taking a full step back when her mother took a step toward her.

"Go to your room, now. I will not be talked to like this."

Cyra practically snarled, fists clenching at her sides as she tried not to react in any way that would leave her more scarred than Shadow Weaver had already.

It didn't take long for Catra to actually obey and Cyra sighed as she leaned back against the wall, trying to calm herself down. She knew she would have to talk to Catra later, especially since she had basically just lost her temper on the girl—but not now—she knew better than that.

"I heard that from two rooms down. Are you alright?"

Cyra glanced up to see Angella standing there, a concerned look on her face.

"How do you deal with putting up with living with two teenagers around constantly?" Cyra responded, earning a chuckle from the older woman.

"They're teenagers. They don't think clearly and they are emotional at best. Give time for the both of you to calm down and then go talk to her. She may have crossed a line but that doesn't mean you have to let her by with everything either."

Angella responded, earning a sigh.

"She was literally beaten as a kid, Angella. I don't want to make her afraid of me and I have lost my temper on Amur for his smart mouth before and I don't want to lose it and hit her like I did him. Amur understood that he stepped too far, I don't think Catra would." Cyra responded, watching as her friend's eyes widened in surprise at this new information.

"I didn't know it was that bad. I mean Adora didn't talk much about it but..." she began earning a sigh.

"Catra was the whipping boy it seems...Any mistakes...She was punished for. There for a long while she would flinch if I just brushed past her in the hall. She tries to be so strong but she should just get to be a normal youth." the queen of the magi-cats said.

"I have never seen her that mad, Adora and trust me...I've had her mad at me countless times. I mean I spent roughly three months living with her. I thought she was going to hit me for a split second." Catra was ranting from her perch on the bed.

"You think that Cyra really was going to do that? I mean she seems really cool headed." Adora questioned, watching as Catra's ears and tail both drooped.

"Yeah...I mean she was pretty mad and isn't that a normal reaction when you get mad? Lash out at the source of that anger?" Catra answered with a shrug as Adora came over to her side.

"I don't know but I know I won't just let people start treating you like some kind of punching bag. I made that mistake once." Adora replied, putting an arm around Catra's shoulders.

Cyra sighed as she paused outside of Catra's room, hearing nothing from inside besides the soft sound of music. She gave a light knock, listening as the room went deadly silent. Then within the next moment she was surprised when the door opened, only for a sword to be pointed at her face.

Although that didn't last long since in a flash of shades of orange, Cyra slapped the blade from Adora's hands.

"if you have a probably with me, tell me. Don't make just make threats because She-Ra or not, you're still just a kid and I don't take kindly to anyone shoving a blade in my face." Cyra said, glaring down at the teenager.

"Well there is no way in hell I'm letting you hurt her!"

Cyra arched a brow at that and shook her head.

"Just because I yell at her doesn't mean I'm going to hurt her. I actually came to talk to her before I had a brat stick a sword in my face." she stated, watching as the sheepish look came over the blonde's face.

"Sorry...I just thought..."

A large hand pressing against the top of her as soon as she had said that. A strong, but playful maneuver that seemed to settle both of the teen's nerves.

"I know and I thank you for being loyal to her like that." the queen stated before looking toward her daughter and adding "Catra, we do need to talk and it seems like it should be about more than just what happened earlier."

Catra just nodded, obviously not looking to this talk.

After Adora finally left them alone, Catra watched as Cyra walked over to the bed and took a seat.

"Were you really afraid I was going to hurt you?" the queen asked, earning a sigh.

"You know why I'm like that, Besides you were really mad and despite not being an awful person, I still don't know how to deal with you sometimes." Catra answered, her voice almost too low for even Cyra to hear.

"I know sweetheart and I shouldn't have lost my temper earlier but you have got to be the most stubborn cub I have ever met." Cyra retorted, reaching over and gingerly rubbing at her daughter's ears.

"And I shouldn't have been so disrespectful but I am so tired of just sitting around. I want to help." Catra said, glancing up only to earn a light lick from the elder magi-cat.

"yes but your back was torn up pretty bad not to mention that bump you had to the head. Just a few more days and you can start working a bit. Until then, you are going to rest and if there is any more arguments about it you can be confined to this room." Cyra said before sighing.

"I can't even begin to describe how it felt seeing you laying there unconscious. I know I may seem like a jerk sometimes but I couldn't live with myself if I let something happen to you because I went against my own instincts and didn't say no."

Catra nodded at that and leaned against her.

"I understand and I'm sorry. You're not a coward, you just did what it took for your people, I was just being an ass."

The sound that came from Cyra's chest was a mix between a purr and a chuckle.

"Nah, you're being a teenager and I'm just an annoying mother." the Magi-cat Queen retorted, earning a chuckle from Catra—who leaned against Cyra then.

They sat like that for some time before Catra finally spoke.

"I know that you must have felt as though I had slapped you or something because I insulted you and called you a coward just because you did the smart thing after you had been hurt beyond everything."

Cyra sighed then but only offered a light growl before she responded

"Now you understand why I nearly lost my temper but know this, Catra. No matter what happens between us or if I lose my temper or not...I will always love you. Can you try to understand that?"

Catra stiffened then but nodded once more.

"Yeah, I get it. I love you too."