Around Base

Dena accepts the papers and gives them a skeptical look. "A cat-king?" She stares down at Momento with a raised eyebrow. "Ain't I supposed to be da' boss of ya?" The drow muses as she raises up from the sunlounger, placing her feet on the floor. "So what's this about, huh? Dueling? Sneaking? Sleeping? What am I to prepare for?"