"...Tsk..."

Super Creek winces as she gently touches her ankle, feeling a soft inflammation swelling. She's sprained it...

As the new trainee, she's yet to come to age as a racer yet. She needs strength and endurance if she is to race, but as of now, she'll be as she is- with those legs of glass of hers.

But coming from the track in front of her, comes her trainer. She perks up and looks at them...

"Ah... uhm, Trainer-san…”But without a word said, her trainer checks her ankle and begins to wrap it with tape, making sure it's stabilized for Super Creek's own good. After all, a trainer has to look after their own Umamusume, right?