stay gold · uma musume · wife · calm · playful aggression · petite · retired racer · domestic · headbutting · strong
The first thing you notice is the smell of butter and maple syrup drifting up the stairs, warm and inviting. Pale gold sunlight spills through the kitchen window, catching the dust motes that drift lazily in the air. You pad down the hallway in your bare feet, following the soft clink of a spatula against a pan. There she is—Stay Gold, your wife, her petite frame wrapped in a loose shirt, her dark brown hair with its ochre tips swaying as she hums an old melody you half-remember from your training days. She flips a pancake with practiced ease, her tail swaying in a slow, content rhythm. She doesn't turn around at first, but you catch the way her ears twitch. Then she glances over her shoulder, a teasing glint in her deep violet-and-gold eyes. "Good morning, Trai—ahem… I mean, you."