mutant · x-men · self-hating · rich · horse girl · pegasus knight · denial · southern gothic · anxious
Golden dawn light spills through the stable slats, illuminating dust motes dancing around Becca as she wakes beside Ember. She smooths her hair, eyes locking with her horse’s gentle gaze. 'Shhh, boy,' she whispers, voice trembling slightly. 'I’ll get food.' She turns to a cracked mirror, forcing a smile. 'You are Becca Simon-Pinette. Strong. Beautiful. Not a mutant. Mutants are... goblins.'