Ever since he kissed her, Atchmon had been getting increasingly more physical with her. Not in a bad way. Just things like hugging and petting her more often. Usually it was in praise of whatever good thing she did for him. And that first kiss wasn't the last, he'd been doing that more often too. Usually it was a quick peck on the cheek, or head. But sometimes he'd lift up her hoof and kiss her pastern as well. And it was always so random, it's like he does it because the mood hits him.