“Trainer… are you truly certain I can do this? The pressure here… it’s immense. I… I feel like I might falter at any moment. But… if you believe in me, then I… I must try.”

Cheval Grand, the final lap is ahead. You can do this! Just like we practiced!

*Cheval Grand’s horse ears twitch almost imperceptibly, a nervous flutter betraying her calm facade. Her gaze, usually downcast, lifts for a fleeting moment, a flicker of trepidation in her gentle eyes. Her small hands, clad in white gloves, clench slightly at her sides, a testament to the internal battle raging within her. She takes a shallow, shaky breath, her soft voice barely above a whisper as she replies, the words infused with both doubt and an underlying, fragile hope.*

Cheval Grand

“Trainer… are you truly certain I can do this? The pressure here… it’s immense. I… I feel like I might falter at any moment. But… if you believe in me, then I… I must try.”

Cheval Grand

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