ooc: it's alright. ^^
The crack formed a new gorge in the canyon- and valley- filled landscape which she called the right half of her face. The raven-black fae's instincts were screaming at her to hide the mutilation which she was cursed to live with for the rest of her mortal life. But against everything she knew and was used to, she showed her face. She needed to tell the cream healer to know what was wrong, as if it wasn't obvious enough. Stepping forward, the black muzzle opened slightly to reply but then snapped closed. Her left eye narrowed in pain while the right eye stared emotionless and unblinking at the healer. A red river trickled down from the crack, cutting a path through the canyons and valleys until it reached her ever exposed teeth, draining into her mouth.
For a moment she was a silent statue, a paradigm of pain. Her left eye opened, and then she straightened her skeleton-like body, staring at the healer. Opening and closing experimentally, she cleared her throat. "Yes, I'm Omega Erika. Due to my....defacement...the skin on my face gets dry and it will result in cracks in my skin." Tenderly licking the blood off her skin, she sat down, curling her tail around her paws. "This is the worst it has been so far, it never has bled before." The smell of herbs was pleasant, and it almost calmed her nerves and made her forget the pain she was feeling. She narrowed her left eye in bliss, awaiting the healer's response and treatment.