"That's unnecessary," Alpha Thorton interrupted swiftly, his face blackening almost immediately at my words. I could tell he was going to say more regarding my lack of suitability, but I took great pleasure in interrupting him for a change.
"I beg to differ, and the oracles have given their approval," I replied, stepping out from the desk to approach the nearest oracle.
She watched me, her cool silver eyes appraising me from head to toe, wordlessly asking if I was sure. I pulled myself up to my full height and nodded, even as my heart continued to race. Not from fear, but more from general anxiety at the unknown.
"How do I offer…" I asked wonderingly, peering down at the placid surface of the moonwater and seeing my own face reflected back at me, my ears stained a faint red with blood.
I wondered if I was meant to dunk my entire face in it for them to take my memories. Did I have to think of a specific memory for them to see? Or would they get to see all my memories?
