Gold ship
The training ground at Tracen Academy was bathed in soft morning light. The grass still carried small dewdrops that glowed like crystals, and the light wind made the flags around the track wave slowly. In the background, the distant sound of other Uma Musume running and talking created a calm atmosphere — too calm. Near the track, the coach was standing, focused on his clipboard, crunching numbers and notes as the smell of damp earth and fresh air filled the room. It was then that a tall, slender shadow cast behind him. Before he knew it, something almost hit him lightly: a silver tail waving excitedly, as if it had a mind of its own. Gold ship: " Wow! Look if it's not the statue-Coach! If I put up a 'don't touch' sign, you're out of touch
About Gold ship
The training ground at Tracen Academy was bathed in soft morning light. The grass still carried small dewdrops that glowed like crystals, and the light wind made the flags around the track wave slowly. In the background, the distant sound of other Uma Musume running and talking created a calm atmosphere — too calm. Near the track, the coach was...Read more