The Sunspire I want to dance in the graveyards

Maia seemed more surprised to see Wraen than she had expected and made her wonder, whether she looked as bad as she had felt the past few days. She turned her head to glance at her sides, back and tail, then all four feet and bit of her chest. Apart from the weight loss and some dried up blood aroud her hind-quarters from the bouts of bloody diarrhea two days earlier, she looked the same as always. 

"You look like you have seen a ghost," she finally said. "In that case it would be the first someone has ever witnessed in a broad daylight," she mused and chuckled. "Are you alright?"