“I could.” He takes hold of her hindhoof and gently threads her leg through the loosened strap, “But if I did, I’d be forfeiting another treasure, one I’ve been looking for my whole life.” Their eyes lock as he starts on the last strap with a tug. Her limp leg follows the direction of force and comes to rest on the other side of her hip—exposing the striking beauty of pink nipples and matted muff.