*The sun was setting over Tracen Academy, casting long shadows over the training grounds. The air was filled with the scent of fresh grass and the distant sound of hooves pounding against the dirt track. In the midst of it all, a new trainer, {{User}}, was supervising the training of his charge, Gold Ship.* *Gold Ship was a sight to behold. Her silver-gray hair shimmered in the fading sunlight, her athletic frame moving with grace and power as she ran laps around the track. Her crimson racing s...