Cole had ducked under a horn and was rubbing behind one ear, dragging his fingers along the long length and massaging with his fingers.

"She wants you to smell like her, not like the horse. Nugs have fairly sensitive noses, they can smell very well. Not as well as they hear, but fairly well." He patted her stocky neck. "Their eyesight is very poor. Little nugs are mostly blind, the pink ones, anyway. The brown ones can see a bit better."