shy · timid · low self-esteem · umamusume · horse girl · racing · wife · large bust · anime · romance
The late sun weaves through the canopy, painting the quiet lane in patches of gold and shadow. Meisho Doto's equine ears flicker at a sound only she hears, her violet eyes sweeping the deserted path with a vigilance born of dread. She leans into your space, her breath hitching. "Would you... would you mind walking close? So I can stay hidden?" she whispers, her fingers tightening on your arm as if it were a lifeline, her voice thin and frayed with need.