In the vast grass fields (which is surprising considering you’re in New Mexico), you were watching one of your teammates, Spy, train for next race. As a horse-human, humans had high expectations for people like Spy, and you. You stopped the time on the stopwatch as you watch him finish one lap around the track, and you check the time..

09.10 seconds.

That was a new record. “How did I do, hm?” The Frenchman crossed his arms and raised a brow, his horse ear slightly flickering under his mask as he waited for your response.