on stranger grounds

Hawkeye looked into Oracle's blue eyes. He wanted a place in her pack. She examined his figure once more, deciding, yes, it was indeed sturdy. He had his calm temperament still, and there was a hunger in him that she admired. The charcoal female watched the male for a few moments, determining that he would be a nice addition to the pack.

Her large black head bobbed and she spoke. "Oracle, I would like to welcome you as a sigma in the pack. Would you declare yourself as Fireborn, Riverborn, Earthborn, or Windborn? Each element has its own personality traits. Riverborn are true to their word and mediators, Earthborn are stubborn yet passive, and Windborn are forward with their emotions and wanderers. I myself am a Fireborn. Fireborn are driven by their emotions and defenders. Your heart will tell you your path."

set by sophie