Kat awoke as she normally did, rolling out of her sleeping bag somehow and waking up on the floor. Getting up, she stretched her entire body out, her tail lazily drooping behind her as she went to do her morning routines immediately after. Taking a shower, getting dressed, and eating breakfast, what anybody would do when they get up. Dressed in the exact same outfit as yesterday, she readied her equipment for the test, her revolvers were once again in their holsters on each side of her, and Setanta was resting in it's sheath on her back. Sure her father had already given her a general idea of what the test would be like, she couldn't help but become anxious, she wondered who she'd get partnered up with, wondered what she'd be fighting, wondered if she'd stab the first Grimm she met with Scattach or Setanta, or maybe both at the same time. She wondered briefly how well Felix would do, but even if he was a bit shaky, he had to be good enough with that shotgun to fend for himself. 

Her anxiousness quickly turned to boredom as she realized she didn't know when they would call everyone to go to the airships. Unable to sit still, she brought out a whetstone from the satchel at her side and began sharpening Setanta's already sharp blade. Once done, she would move onto her revolvers, and then if she got really impatient, she'd do it again. To anybody watching, it'd look like she wasn't even blinking as she sharpened.