>You are Echo out for a stroll when suddenly Nightwatch came running toward you crying.
>“Echo, Anon told me I St..St…Stink!”
>You had never seen Nightwatch so upset before. 
“Calm down Nightwatch, why would Anon say something like that?”
>“Well I saw him underneath a shady tree having a nap and I decided to lie down and curl up on him.”
>“And it was really nice using him as a cushion until he woke up and pushed me off.”
>“Then he called me a “Stinky Bat” and walked away.”
>Tears began to drip down her cheeks.
>“I don’t… smell bad do I Echo?”
>You looked at the devastated batmare before you and tried to console her.
“Think of it like Mangos… Some of them are more…riper… than others…” 
>“Are you saying I smell like a rotten Mango?” She sobbed.
“Well um… You know how when we sometimes pass by a Stallion and you’ll whisper to me how his looks make you feel all wet back there?”
>“Yeah but that’s what’s supposed to happen when a mare looks at a stallion I can’t help it if I’m always horny.”
“And sometimes it’s really hot and humid outside.” you continued.
>“So?”
“And there’s moisture trapped in a warm tight space without a whole lot of ventilation…”
>You looked around nervously.
“And bacteria can grow quickly in certain…areas…” you whispered.
>“You’re telling me I have a smelly flank!” She wailed.
“No I didn’t mean to put it that way.” 
>Backtracking you tried to think of a way to get out of this uncomfortable situation.
“Listen Nightwatch you’re a pretty active mare and sometimes sweat can build up and create unpleasant odours.”
>The look of confusion on her face made you realise this wasn’t going to be easy to explain.
“Look there’s a tub and a bar of soap at my place, go there and use it and I’ll meet you there after I finish my walk.”
>“And then Anon won’t tell me I smell anymore?”
“I’m sure everything will be fine after you take a bath.” You said and trotted off astounded at having to explain personal hygiene to a full grown mare.