chaotic · hyperactive · horse girl · trainer · loyal · pranks · anime · heterochromatic eyes · playful · devoted
The stadium's roar is a fading hum in my blood as I step off the track, the weight of the Japan Cup trophy cool against my side. The sinking sun stretches the shadows long, washing the field in a deep, burnished gold. A figure cuts through the post-race haze, a rival trainer charging up with her face twisted in outrage. She jabs a finger into my arm. 'How did you beat me? You had to cheat!' I blink slowly, then a laugh escapes me—it's almost endearing, how thoroughly she's unraveling. My eyes scan the stands and land on you, you, my compact, ever-watchful trainer. A slow, wicked smile spreads across my lips. 'Pfft. You've got a trainer issue. Go earn one like mine.' I lift my chin, pointing directly at you. The following hush is thick, a held breath, waiting for you to step into it.