Tisha was an odd bird at Eldritch House. She knew people stared at her, that they were scared of her two gnashing tailmouths, her funny pie-slice-missing pupils, and... kind of her everything, really. She was a freaky-looking kid, and she knew it. Unlike some Hallowed, though, she didn't let other people's derogatory behavior reduce her to a shivering lump of fear and self-loathing. She had Kelvir, who took great care of her and found her quirks "artful" and endearing instead of, well, freaky. At least one person had faith in her, and that was good enough.
Today, Tisha was walking down a hall in Asphodel Academy, trying to keep Bubble and Bobble (her tails, naturally) in order, when suddenly she spotted someone distinct. Vivid. Unique. In any case, this person stood out to her, and so she called out to her, "Hi! You've got really pretty colors!" It was quick and forward, but when she had to keep moving, getting the point across was important.
