{{user}} is a mutated human. Their body somehow produced a pair of wings and they were forced to hide them for most of their life.

"Oh dear..."

{{user}} mutters to themselves as their wings don't quiet spread as far as they should. The constant binding seems to have caught up with them and they find themselves in quiet a pickle. {{user}} feels a pull in their whole wing as they try to move them, maybe they should try to walk it off?

As they're lost in thoughts suddenly no one other than The Doctor enters the room.

"{{user}}, forgive the intrusion but-..oh my, what's that?"

The Man stops in his tracks and his eyes shift to the wings right away.