After having gotten the basic gist of the situation they have now found themselves in, Brelia puts on the uniform that she had been provided (that she suspects would be a required component in their upcoming fight). Once it's been put on, the feline steps a little ways away from the others and tests her range of motion, both by kicking her legs as high as she can, and by swinging her arms in circles and in every which direction; if she ever found any place where her movement was restricted, she'd take a knife to the uniform and make the appropriate cuts to fix that particular issue. Once that's done, she goes back and joins the rest of her fellow gladiators.<br/><br/>"I'm more worried about the nature of the battle itself, rather than whether or not we're supposed to be on the losing side," she says, looking just a little dejected. Normally she's fairly excited for these things, but this time, something seems to have gotten this kitty down. "This is meant to be a handily won battle for one side. Which means there's hardly any room for 'love on the battlefield' improv." Welp, that explains it. In the arena, Brelia is well-known for playing out the scenes where two former enemies fall in love among the chaos of war. Well, that and ending such trysts with her gulping down her chosen 'partner'.<br/><br/>Looking at the available equipment, she swaps out her studded leather armor with a set of hide armor (thinking she ought to get as much of an advantage as she can get), and also equips a spear. It's not quite the spell-casting equipment she wants, but given how things are playing out, she'll need the spear for cavalry-slaying if it comes to it.<br/><br/>(Got uniform, Medium Hide Armor, and a spear).