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[hr][b][color=#00bf60]Location:[/color][/b] Outside the Arena -> The Arena
[b][color=#00bf60]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center]
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Stella was thankful that she had managed to quell her fathers for a bit before heading back to the arena. She wasn't sure that she was needed anymore by anyone, but she soon heard shouting, yelling and arguing and she frowned as she settled back into the seat in the arena with her siblings. Marygold wasn't there anymore, but Stella figured that her older sister was off somewhere else.

Then the yelling got worse, and Stella clapped her hands over her ears as she heard someone new yelling. She was angry, and it sounded like for a good reason. They were being blamed for something, but then she seemed to cross a line. What did that girl mean? What was she saying? Was she going to die young? 

She could feel herself tensing up and she lifted her left thumb to her lips and started to chew. She knew biting her nails was a bad habit, but it was one she had had since she was young. She could feel her heart beating faster, and she was beginning to regret arriving there.

However soon someone else was speaking and she started to feel calmer at that point. She dropped her hand and stopped chewing on her nail at that point. She looked up and around to see what was going on, and then took a deep breath at that point to keep calming herself down. She looked down at her hands, wondering what had just happened. Why had she felt like someone had been screaming right in her ear and now she felt fine? Magic. It had to be magic.