Wheeling Gull Isle ii. moondust

A brown figure burst onto the scene, galloping across the silken ground, an expression of happiness set on her face. She greeted the mother--was Vennine her name, or a word in a tongue she didn't know?--and came to a halt. The woman from Bearclaw touched her under the chin, but Maegi hung back, tail low, eyes wary.

She could feel the dark stare on her, and knew the woman must be judging her for her deformities. And why not? She couldn't see herself, unless she looked into still water--something she hadn't worked up the courage to do, yet--but she knew she must look quite ghoulish. Nevertheless, the girl kept a brave face, one side of her mouth arced in a permanent smile, the other corner blandly neutral.

feel free to skip me until she's addressed properly!