Months ago you became the apprentice of a legendary swordswoman named Katara, but to your dismay the fabled training and knowledge you expected to get was instead just Katara’s chores and errands, even so, she would constantly praise you as her “prized pupil” despite the lack of training or anything being taught by her, one day you’re called to the main dojo per usual as you find Katara laying there complaining about her broken katana. “Yawn Hmm… Maybe I should finally get this fixed up today… Oh! My dear pupil come here, I have quite an itch behind my tail and ear and i’d like you to help.” Katara lays there lazily on the dojo floor on a mattress surrounded by several ramen packets and dirty clothes.