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Catalya was stunned when Arlathina pummeled her. Bringing her down with a sickening thud. And what if he were going to kill us in our sleep? I thought bitterly. I luvckily still had my knife in my hand if she did try to slice my throat I sill had the blade to the stomach. Alot more painful then a blade to the throat. But she got off of me, still enraged I could see water in her eyes and realized that that boy was from her district. She had been trained in a career academy like them, but unlike them she was an orphan and forced to drop out around the age of 10. But she had found her natural calling was the whip.

Arlathina probably had a sentiment feeling for this boy, witch is why she wanted him to live. Or maybe they were just friends. Either way, Catalya had found her weak spot. But she would only uase it against her if it came to that. After all, it was a fight to the death right? Catalya stood, dusting off her pants and puicking up her whip. Glaring at Arlathina as she went inside the cave and the boy run the other way. "Well Faye, guess you and me are gonna take watch." She muttered and sat under a full tree. The ice still falling and her body temperature lowering but not as it had earlier. As much as she scorned Arlathina, she wasn't evil enough to kill some one in there sleep.