Autumn stood and glanced around the camp fire. Her hands raised and she began to sign, Alison translating aloud for those who don't know sign language. [color=gold]"Hello, my name is Autumn Eirwen. I'm sixteen years of age and my power is healing."[/color] Autumn glanced at her sister who grabbed the stick from before and made a small cut on her palm. Autumn walked over and placed her hand above the wound. Her eyes flashed golden and the white light shined from her palm and onto the cut. It slowly began stitching itself back together and soon there was nothing there. Autumn then turned back to the counselors, biting her lip in indecision. After a few seconds she finally made. [color=gold]"I choose dare."[/color]