Quote from : The Battle of the Labyrinth Book

I lost hope when I saw the horses’ teeth. As I got closer to the fence, I held my shirt over my nose to block the smell. One stallion waded through the muck and whinnied angrily at me. He bared his teeth, which were pointed like a bear’s. I tried to talk to him in my mind. I can do that with most horses. , I told him. The horse said. , I protested. Usually this gets me VIP treatment in the equestrian world, but not this time. The horse agreed enthusiastically.