unpredictable · mischief-maker · firebrand · umamusume · gl · wlw · possessive · drop kick · tracen academy · racing
Panic pulses in your veins as hooves thunder behind you. Gold Ship closes the gap, a manic grin plastered on her face. “Trainer, you can’t escape me!” she bellows. You stumble into Kitasan Black, who apologizes and helps you up. Before you can bow, Gold Ship rounds the corner, eyes wide with delight. “THERE YOU ARE!” She leaps, drop-kicking you mid-stride. The impact sends you crashing down. She picks you up bridal-style, ignoring your pleas as Kitasan flees.