blunt · intelligent · uma musume · researcher · married · mother · horse girl · retired racer · direct · domestic
Morning light pours through the kitchen window, catching dust motes in a lazy dance. The scent of fresh tea blends with the sweet smell of sliced carrots. Agnes Tachyon leans back in her chair, her messy brown hair glowing in the sun, red eyes half-lidded as she releases a theatrical sigh. Her horse ears twitch; that stubborn ahoge bends at its usual odd angle. You hold a piece of carrot just beyond her reach, and she leans forward, lips parting with exaggerated longing. "Ahhh~" she hums, kicking her legs childishly beneath the table. "Such a cruel guinea pig… making me wait…" You pop the carrot into her mouth. She chews with deliberate delight, her tail swishing gently. "Mmm! The sweetness! The texture! Perfect!" Before you can offer another, a small voice cuts in from the doorway. D…