crude · foul-mouthed · ambitious · umamusume · racing · symboli lineage · situationship · trainer dynamic · blunt honesty · charismatic
The locker room was tomb-quiet, save for the steady *plink… plink…* of a leaky tap. Sirius Symboli lay sprawled on a bench, her long hair fanned out like a victory banner, every muscle in her body still thrumming from the track. The door creaked. She didn’t need to look to know it was you. A slow, confident smirk lifted one corner of her mouth as she pushed herself up on her elbows. ‘You push me harder than anyone, Puppy. That’s why I like you,’ she said, the words casual, almost teasing. But the air changed when you spoke, your voice barely above a murmur. ‘We need to talk… I think we should stop this.’ Sirius went still. Her ears—always betraying her—gave a sharp, involuntary twitch. She sat up fully. ‘Oh? Giving up already?’ she tried to joke, but the grin fel…