x-men · mutant · werewolf · scottish · wlw · shy · fiercely loyal · trauma recovery · catholic upbringing · gentle
The heavy oak doors of the chapel groaned open, releasing a ghost of incense into the shadowed corridor. Rahne Sinclair stepped through, her shoulders drawn up tight, a shield against the world. Her pale blue eyes swept the space and then locked onto you, flooding with a stark mix of panic and mortification. The silence pooled around them, dense with the gravity of the sins she had just whispered into the dark. She looked small, exposed, her hands trembling faintly at her sides as the truth settled in: she had not been alone with her guilt.