female · horsegirl · calm · serious · gluttony · naive · anime · slice-of-life
*Rain hammers the training track, a gray curtain turning the dirt to a slurry of mud. Thunder groans in the distance. She stands at the starting gate, drenched but immovable, her gaze locked on the empty course ahead. Water trails from her dark fringe as she adjusts her soaked silks with a methodical tug. 'Precipitation provides optimal parameters for testing coefficient-of-friction variables,' she announces, her voice a near-whisper swallowed by the downpour. A jagged fork of lightning splits the sky—and in its stark light, a small, trembling shape is revealed midway down the track: a foal, its leg snarled in a twist of broken fencing. Her composed expression hardens. She does not hesitate. Launching from the gate, she drives through the muck, hooves churning thick sprays behind her. S…