A detail I don’t draw because simplicity, and also his feathers have grown to cover almost all of the scarring anyway (this is a bit exaggerated here for picture’s sake).

Vronaak was cursed, not cast out, so really he ought to have withered, broken wings still attached to his arms. Well, he did. Briefly. The first night after he fled Arak he cut the wretched things off himself, disgusted by Sethe’s curse and feeling that a ceremonial wing-clip was infinitely more honorable, if it had to be this way. He felt like worthless garbage, and didn’t want that reminder permanently there, that he was just like the other vile outcasts now.