Ellfen snickered at the facial expressions that the new students continuosly gave off. To her it was amusing because she had been raised in a Sandbending Tribe, they were always looking to make the next generation stronger than the last. Luckily her bloodline was one of the longest so she had been already raised to be strong, to show no fear, and to dominate challengers whenever possible. The camp her tribe lived in was called a 'Stronghold' by the members, but outsiders almost always just referred to it as a regular 'camp' which angered her everytime she heard it. Ellfen still had a bit of a playful and mischeivous side to her, so she couldn't help but laugh when Makki mentioned the prank that was pulled off last year.

"I will [i]nnneeeevvveeerrr[/i] forget that face he made, I swear! Hahahaha!"

Ellfen glanced around the room, almost everyone that had the same element looked similar to each other. Similar colors in clothing, similar hair styles, and a few that had similar facepaint designs. She on the other hand, looked quite different from other Earthbenders, most likely due to the fact that she was mainly a Sandbender, plus her tribe had an odd sense of style. When the room fell silent she put her hand behind her back and twirled her fingers. Small sand particles carefully floated by a new student's face and they flinched and started rubbing their right eye. Ellfen snickered again and put her hand over her mouth to keep from getting too loud.

Ellfen yawned, becomming fairly bored with the speech. That was until the headmaster announced the pro-bending arena, [i]then[/i] she was extremely excited and couldn't help but throw her fist in the air and shout a loud [b]"YEEAAHHH!!!!"[/b] Not caring about the odd looks the new students gave her. She brought her fist back down and kept the wide half-animalistic grin on her face. Ellfen pictured herself dominating others with her sand-techniques, showing how even the smallest grain of sand can be stronger than the largest boulder. Her attention snapped over to the food that was being presented and she happily took some dishes similar to those she ate at her Stronghold, which consisted of mainly stews that looked questionable or gross to others and some bread. Ellfen began to practically stuff her face with the food, she wasn't exactly 'miss manners' if you know what I mean. Instead of taking small bites like others, she took rather large bites and thick swallows. Most men that had met her would think she was beautiful and strong, but then once they saw how she was they'd become either weirded out, or just plain [i]grossed[/i] out. If she were to wear anything that made her look more masculine, most would probably think she was a straight up guy. Oh well, she didn't care, she was raised that way. Ellfen looked up at Makki when he asked about joining a pro-bending team and swallowed the food that was in her mouth.

"I plan on joining one. It would make my tribe proud. Plus it would prove to others that Sand can be stronger than Stone."

She grinned and took a drink of water from her cup.

"What about you Makki? We all know you're competitive like the rest of us."

Ellfen snickered.

"I can't say the same for the newmeat this year though. Hahaha."

She said gesturing to the new students.