[The red marks are joined by dark ones, almost black, the color of new earth.]

Earth, for balance and security.

[It's clear he's going through the entire list of elements here. His voice is soft and rough as he narrates. He dips his fingers in blue paint now, brilliant lapis lazuli squiggles making their way down Hiro's arms and back and chest.]

Water, to quench your thirst and heal your wounds.

[Next up is pale white, the color of clouds.]

Air, to help you adapt and to direct your cleverness.

[The final painting pot is filled with light green. This one is applied sparsely and only at pressure points.]

Life, to nourish you and guide you, and to remind you of the spirits that reside in all of us.

[He leaves a single green dot on Hiro's nose. When he's done, Hiro's light brown skin is decorated with more shaman symbols than he can shake a stick at. Every bit of exposed skin-- even his legs-- bear some kind of marking. Thrall grins when he's done, and he wipes the excess paint on the cave floor.

It's been over an hour.]

Now you are ready to become one of the clan, Hiro. [He places the cloak over his shoulders again.]