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"Ugh, wouldn't the first time - that's been the last ten thousand years of the Avatar cycle. I used to remember every reincarnation, too," she replied.

She would be the first to admit she didn't fully understand Catra, or her body language, which was very definitely different - but food is a universal language, at least.

"Works for me," she adds in response - and offers over the first cooked skewer. "Great way to make friends. Food and grumbling about things. Heh, add a bit of talk about pro-bending and I'd be having a serious case of deja vu."

Catra's a bit of an odd case. Sometimes she seems friendly, but she flips between emotion states on a slightly unstable basis. Maybe Korra's too used to dogs and their straightforward nature.

Food works though, it's something she didn't really learn to enjoy until she got here. So she's sitting around and waiting, humouring this conversation with idle tail swishes. Mostly relaxed, from the look of it. She keeps the conversation away from herself.

"Pro bending? What do you mean?" Korra brought it up, so she may as well push those buttons.

"Oh, so, you know how benders can manipulate an element right? Well, Republic City - back home - had a pro-bending sports league...you're on a platform battling it out in teams of three! One Earthbender, one Firebender, one Waterbender. There's a bunch of other rules, but the basic one is: don't get knocked off."

She smiles, her look nostalgic.

"When I first got to Republic City, I met new friends who were Pro-Benders...they put me on their team, which was amazingly fun...and oooooh was I competitive back when I was sixteen, heh."

"uhhh... Kinda, sure." Lets pretend she knows at least. She's only met Korra. Her head bobs along, mostly listening with a raised brow and half-interested perk of her ears. Sounds like something a bit too specific.

"Right... Are you even allowed? If you're the ~all important avatar~?" Her tone jokes.

"Turns out nobody thought to write down a rule tellin' me no. Pretty much the first time nobody thought ahead on that one."

She grinned.

"It was so much fun, just getting to go guts-out against another team - and lemme tell you, none of them held back at all because I was the Avatar. That was probably the best part."

Being normal, in a way. For a while.

"Hah!" She cackles out a little laugh, nodding along with her usual fangy grin. She really likes fighting huh? Or getting to show off. Reminds her of someone.

"What else do you like to do, aside from fighting I guess?" Sharp blue and yellow eyes flash her way, amused and a bit more comfortable as the two settle down.

She smiles, in a bit of a distant way. "I'm kinda an adventure person, I guess - my girlfriend, back home? She taught me all about car racing - have you ever tried it?"

She holds up her hands as if using a steering wheel.

"You get in this fast four wheel vehicle called a car and go as fast as you can around a cool track, racing against other teams! I'm still terrible on my own, but it's so much fun!"

Definitely a bit of a thrill seeker, but...

"I think it's the time with my friends that's been the best - I miss them a lot here."

Pause. An ear perks up. Girlfriend?

Huh... There's a mix between amusement, confusion, then a little distant frown. Ahem.

Catra's expression settles, reflecting for a moment, then leaning back with a shrug.

"Never driven a car. But we had similar things back home..." She trails away for a moment. "Never really had friends. Not that I need them but- Anyway. Sorry you're stuck here."

She's at least trying to be sympathetic rather than dismissive.

"Has it been alright, being here?"

She tilts her head at part of that, but chooses to let it go for the moment. Besides, the first food is ready, isn't it?

"Aside from missing people? Yeah. There's good people here. Jinora's from my universe, as it happens, if you run into her. And then there's Luz...who I swear is like having a little sister. So at least I can help people I care about. Until...well, whatever comes, I guess."

She offers over some rather wonderfully cooked meat, with a smile.

In fairness, Catra often says things that are 'mildly concerning' that people choose to just let go. It's easier than trying to dig the information out of her. Her ears perk up slightly,

"Never heard of Jinora... but I know Luz. She's alright I guess-" Her shoulders lift with a shrug, playing off any familiarity they might have. The fish is a welcome distraction, immediately catching Catra's eyes as she picks out a skewer, lifting it to give a few testing sniffs before chomping in.

Sharp kitty fangs bite away at the fish with all the grace of... well, a cat munching on food, silent for a moment despite the slight swish of her tail while she eats, occasionally peeking up at Korra with a glance.

It might be tasty. Shut up.

As she reaches for her own, the now-prepared chicken skewers ready to go next, it might be a little bit surprising how eagerly and carnivorously she digs in.

"Mmm, not bad," she says, "just wish I had some of the spices I had back home. Fire Nation spices would really give this some kick."

"You could always wish for some." She says it offhandedly, barely thinking before she shrugs and glances up, chewing through a mouthful and peeering over Korra for a long, long moment.

"So what else do you want to have her? Aside from people I guess." She's letting Korra do the talking, mostly, easier than talking about herself. The trick is getting the avatar to actually talk about herself.

Fish BITE-

...Well why hadn't that most obvious of things occurred to her.

"Huh, right, you're...right."

Well, that'll take some thinking on her part.

"Pictures, I guess. Reminders. Little bits of home, I guess. I never had much in the way of possessions, so...not sure what I'd ask for, there."

Catra looks up, halfway through a mouthful of fish and frowning slightly. Her ears flicker with a hint of irritation.

"Yeah. What's the point of being able to wish for things if we can't have anything we ACTUALLY want?" She rolls her eyes and takes another big bite, her tail thumping lightly to one side with a grumpy flick.

"Are you bored here?"

"A little?" she replies. "But...yeah, sure, things were exciting back home - but I also had to fight so much."

She sighs, looking at Catra with a lopsided smile as the first chicken skewers get finalized.

"Is it bad I sort of wish my friends were here? This place is a vacation compared to the last few years back home."

What's with that look...? Her ears twitch, meeting it with mismatched eyes for a second before she glances away. Very intently looking at the food.

"Maybe. Sometimes things here suck. But it's probably better than a lot of places too."

Bitterly, she's reflecting on her lack of friends to want to bring here.

She offers over the first of the chicken sticks.

"You're right about that. I can think of a couple places I'd rather not see again. Or people I get really tired of having to deal with."

"And at least I get to make new friends," she adds, pointedly waggling the stick a bit.

[ Something something something. Innuendo. ]

Catra scoffs "You can say that again!"

Then her ear twitches, peeking one eye over and raising a brow as the skewer wiggles in the air. Like a meaty cat toy.

Hmm-

She snatches it out with a small huff before taking a generous bite.

"I guess..." That's more progress than Korra might realize.

Definitely more than she realizes, but for the moment, she takes a bite of her own skewer.

"I suppose that should be a toast, but - drinks. What would you like? I've got water and...juices, I guess."

Her head lifts after a few bites. For a moment Korra has two bright mismatched eyes peeering up at her. Blink- A small pause before:

"What kinda juice?" Spoken between a mouthful. Her tail swishes behind her.

"Uhhh...."

She reaches down and pulls up three selections, with a shrug of her shoulders - and nearly dropping one.

"Any of these strike your fancy?"

Lean. Sniff sniff sniff. She scans over the options before pointing at the reddish one.

"Whatever that is, smells good-"

And while Korra's doing that, she's nabbing a little more food, chomping away with the selfish greed of a cat. The moment of low pressure silence does give her a moment to ask, though.

"So... what's with that big dog-thing?"

With a nod, she pours out a glass. She hands it over to Catra as she responds.

"That's Naga, she's a polar bear dog. When I was still very little, I found her lost in a snowstorm. Spent the night staying warm in a shelter I built out of the snow...she's the only tame polar bear dog ever known. Avatars tend to find animal partners...and she's mine. Or I'm hers, really, it's hard to tell some days, heh."

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