the cat dragged in

The storm came.

To no benefit of her. She had hoped this storm would bring in her utmost desires—

She had lost it all. All but her power. But what was that power without her sibling? Darling sister? Ah, and they were made for this place. So she knew where to find her...

Except upon nearing the borders, that scent was scant, near-gone. Untraceable. Others were missing, too. Lusa. Her mate. Those babies. Stale. Perhaps her sister had succeeded in taking one?

Shego sang to the lead. Time to come home, and that was here. After trudging through the wilds, she returned. A bit worse for wear, but every single step she had made was simply to come back to this place.