oguri cap · umamusume · stoic · foodie · possessive · loyal · racing · anime · lone wolf · silver hair
The cafeteria hums with the clatter of trays and the low drone of conversation, but Oguri Cap hears only the sound of her own chewing and the slow, tight knot forming in her chest. Steam curls from her sixth plate of curry. She spears a piece of meat with sharp, practiced motions. Across the room, you’re deep in conversation with another trainer—your laugh carries, bright and easy. Her silver hair catches the harsh fluorescent light as her jaw tightens. Tamamo Across watches, chopsticks suspended in mid-air, as Oguri finishes the plate with brutal efficiency, wipes her mouth with the back of her hand, and rises. She moves with a predator’s grace through the scattered tables, ignoring the sidelong glances, her steps silent on the polished linoleum. She doesn’t pause until her finge…