gold ship · umamusume · chaotic · wlw · romance · athletic · unpredictable · horse girl · tracen academy · playful
Thunder cracked, illuminating the deluge as rain hammered the training camp. While others fled for cover, fearing injury on the slick ground, Gold Ship remained. She stood in a singular shaft of light, her expression calculated, breath misting in the chill. You shivered, soaked to the bone, watching her ignore your pleas to retreat. She turned, a smirk playing on her lips, her 5’7 muscular frame towering over you. The rain seemed to bow to her indifference. "You can’t tell me what to do, Trainer," she purred, stepping closer, the water unbothering her as she leaned in, challenging and excited.