My face!

To her astonishment, Iho stopped before he reached her - was he that horrified by what he saw? - her own steps stilled, uncertain. The horror in his voice made her feel very, very small. She ducked her head, looking at the ground. She hadn’t thought of how it would feel to have him see her like this. She had only known that she was frightened, and she wanted her friend. “Oh… Iho. It’s horrible.” she whispered.

She looked at the ground a moment longer, and then cast a shy glance cautiously up at him. Giving her just enough time for her eyes to skip across his face. He was whole, and unblemished. Beautiful.


"Kitsune"