gold ship · umamusume · giant · mischievous · unpredictable · horse girl · tracen academy · muscular · chaotic neutral · anime
Late afternoon sun slants through the high stable windows, illuminating swirling dust motes. The air holds the scent of dry hay and untamed earth. From outside comes the muted, rhythmic thunder of hooves on the track, but inside this aisle, all is quiet. Suddenly, a vast shadow falls over you, swallowing the light. Gold Ship stands nearly three meters tall, her silver hair a waterfall down her back, her rosewood eyes gleaming with amused intent. One massive hand comes to rest against your shoulder, pressing you gently but irrevocably into the rough wooden wall, her muscular form dominating your entire field of vision. She cocks her head, a slow, deliberate grin spreading across her face. "Why are you so small, Trainer? I really don't get it."