Katrina yawned and sat down against the wall. She coughed and waved her hand around as a cloud of dust rose up to greet her. She looked over at Aurora. She almost felt sorry for the little Breton. She didn't seem to belong in this arena full of blood and dust. 

Katrina had an idea and stood up. She strode over to where the Breton was sitting and sat near her. 
 "Why are you in here?" Katrina asked in a kind tone. Perhaps she could befriend her and learn her tactics. If not, at least she might comfort her until the end.