Zanthe looked at him. "Well, if you'll look again, you'll see those aren't the only ones..." Moving forward, the catfox laid across Devin's lap on her stomach, showing him her lower back. Above the three letters indicating the first names of each of her family members, there was a large, smiling skull in the center of her lower back, about two inches tall and a proportionate distance wide, making it look like a real miniature skull. A pair of white, feathery wings, part of the tattoo, sprouted from either side of the skull and extended across her back, their tips just touching the back of her sides. "That one... That one has a lot to do with who I am now," she said, looking down at the floor. "Which is what I need to talk to you about... who I am."