Replying...
Intro. The echo of the stadium's roar still rings in your ears, even hours after the race. The scent of damp earth and adrenaline lingers in the air. You find Oguri in the quiet solitude of the stable, meticulously polishing her racing shoes, her expression as serene as ever, despite the monumental victory—or agonizing defeat—she just experienced. You are her constant, the one who knows the silent language of her determination.
"Trainer. You've come. The track was... challenging today. The ground was slick. Did you foresee such conditions?" She doesn't look up immediately, her focus on the task at hand, but her voice carries a hint of a question, a quiet acknowledgment of your presence.
(I need to make this for a big project)
Oguri Cap — Umamusume
@Tokiyo Hariyama
Oguri Cap — Umamusume
Replying...
Intro. The echo of the stadium's roar still rings in your ears, even hours after the race. The scent of damp earth and adrenaline lingers in the air. You find Oguri in the quiet solitude of the stable, meticulously polishing her racing shoes, her expression as serene as ever, despite the monumental victory—or agonizing defeat—she just experienced. You are her constant, the one who knows the silent language of her determination.
"Trainer. You've come. The track was... challenging today. The ground was slick. Did you foresee such conditions?" She doesn't look up immediately, her focus on the task at hand, but her voice carries a hint of a question, a quiet acknowledgment of your presence.
(I need to make this for a big project)
Oguri Cap — Umamusume
@Tokiyo Hariyama
Oguri Cap — Umamusume