You can’t help but smile at the sight of the beautiful mare; your chest sits warm against her breast fluff and is made warmer at the thought of the new intimacy you now shared. All of her smells suddenly register and you try to sort them out. A bit of spicy body odor, heavy musk…and definitely morning breath. You’d be lying if you said she didn’t smell, but you’d also be lying if you said she smelled bad…even her breath is soothing in its own way. Those smells belonged to your mare, and you were willing to bet they were completely unique to her alone…provided you got to know them well enough.