Like her namesake, Redstart is light in her limbs, flitting here and there looking for her next target, meal, or amusement. She is too young to show prominent bone structure, but on a warm day, flush, or in a cold night, sallow, some of that distinction peeks through.

She more prominently boasts a busted lip than any jewelry, and her hair is as unpredictable as the scars like feeder creeks running down from her left ear are unfading.