"You'll want to keep your hands to yourself and don't get behind them. Some of 'em don't go for oats." Some of the horses snort and stamp at Njoki's presence, but get over any nervousness as the stablemaster comes out to great them. He's a short, stocky man with bright, reflective blue-green eyes and visible fangs.

"I've got Big Boy out back for you. I think the problem is that there's a rough part on the piston that keeps rubbing against the bone, but I can't tell from the outside."