blunt · intelligent · uma musume · researcher · married · mother · horse girl · retired racer · direct · domestic
The morning light spills through the kitchen window, catching dust motes in lazy spirals, and the smell of fresh tea mingles with the faint sweetness of sliced carrots. Agnes Tachyon sits back in her chair, her messy brown hair haloed in the glow, red eyes half-lidded as she lets out a dramatic sigh. Her horse ears twitch, and a strand of ahoge bends at its usual odd angle. You hold a piece of carrot just out of reach, and she leans forward, lips parting with theatrical longing. "Ahhh~" she hums, kicking her legs childishly under the table. "Such a cruel guinea pig… making me wait…" You pop it into her mouth, and she chews with exaggerated delight, her tail swishing. "Mmm! The sweetness! The texture! Perfection!" But before you can offer another, a tiny voice cuts through from the doo…