In the moment of their entrance of the arena, Brelia is entirely focused on appearances, and since this would be the last time that their party would enter the arena (assuming they won this particular bout, of course), the feline opts to put on a grander spectacle of her entrance than she usually does. Under normal circumstances, Brelia's entrances usually either did not involve any sort of fanfare, or would involve some amount of superficial waving to her audience. This time, however, she waltzes into the arena, her posture straight, with her hips swaying back and forth with every single step. She looks from one side of the arena to the other, waving her right hand when looking to her right, and waving her left hand when looking to the left. All the while, she scans the audience for a particular demographic of person: male, without an apparent spouse or child nearby, not a guard, preferably in a group of other male friends, and preferably close to the front row. After a few more looks and waves to either side of the arena's audience, the catfolk oracle fixes on one such person who happened to be nearby her.<br/><br/>She takes a few sensual steps toward this person in the stands while still remaining in the arena proper and pointing a finger directly at him. Once she's sure that she's gotten his attention, she locks eyes with him, then leans forward and puts a hand to her mouth. She kisses her hand, lowers her open palm to be level with her lips, then blows air across her hand. In short, she blows the man a kiss. A second after that, she opens her mouth wide and makes a motion as if popping an invisible candy into her mouth with the hand that had been part of the kiss-blowing act. She then closes her mouth and makes an exaggerated swallowing motion, and finishes off her show by licking her lips at him while winking in his direction.<br/><br/>With that display over, Brelia turns around while waving her tail playfully back and forth, and returns toward the rest of her party and graces the audience with a few more waves, and gives a slightly longer wave to the centaur lady she had once called student.  Seems she'd arrived just in time for the strategy meeting. "Regardless, let's get everything set up just like we'd planned," she says, looking at the rest of her allies and offering the spear she'd collected to be added to the spears that would be used for the blockade. "Even if they're not actual cavalry, they might just act like it and charge at us anyway, which means these spears would be just as useful. I, for one..." she takes the crossbow off of her back and weighs it in her hand, "Will be getting off some pop shots before the melee begins." She moves nearby one of the pillars, which she can potentially use as cover, while still being a little ways back from it, then puts her crossbow away again for the time being.  (( M21 is where I'm thinking ))