That thing you thought about the cool breeze being the best thing to help you sleep wasn’t exactly true. Dash’s warmth and rhythmic breathing was by far the most relaxing; and her smell...it was unique. A sort of spicy-sweet tang that got spicier the longer she went without a shower. It was far from what you expected of body odor, and not at all like equines back home. It was actually pleasant; strangely enough she’d said the same about you before. You were beginning to wonder if it was some weird trend. Maybe she farts butterflies or something…