Abby threw herself onto a pile of hay. "Ok Mr. " she gave a playful roll of her eyes then patted the space next to her. "Sit co owner. "

"Tsk tsk, a whole year and you still don't know my name is Ryker." Ry joked, tilting his head a little before walking over to sit down.

Abby pushed his shoulder "meanie" she giggled. Shadow pushed his head through the iron bars or the stall door, giving a soft nicker

"Awww don't go calling me names now." Ryker faked a sad look, laughing as Shadow wobbled over to the stall door. "He's going to be a determined, stubborn little guy."

Abby giggled and leaned her head against him, not thinking anything of it. She sat up, grabbed a lock of his hair, braided it before he could protest then unbraided it, standing to tickle Shadows muzzle. Sun pushed her head over the stall door as she Colt stumbled backward, found his footing, and snorted. Abby giggled and loved on Sun

Ryker knew this was normal for Abby, but he still couldn't held feeling a little self-conscious. "I am literally just here for your entertainment, aren't I?" Ryker joked, reaching out to let Shadow sniff his hand.

"Yep. Always and forever" she giggled and grabbed his hands. "Do you know how to play hot hands?" She put his hands palm up and hers flat against his with her palms on his. She looked up at him

"Well at least I'm here for something." Ryker laughed at her answer, his eyes twinkling. "Uhhh... no. Never heard of it." he answered, lifting an eyebrow.

Her jaw dropped. "Forst chubby bunny now this! Are you crazy!?" She shook her head. "Wow. Ok. So you keep your hands like this. The goal of the game is to hit my hands before I pull them out of the way. So you lift your hands out from under mine and try to swing dowanwar while I pull my hands out. Get it?" She tilted her hand, using one hand to move his the way she was talking and using her other hand to show trying to escape his hand. "The same goes for me. " she put his hand on top palm down then put hers the way his had been before. She moved them out then softly and slowly came back down, using her other hand to live his out from under hers.

"No, I lived under a rock." Ryker answered with a snort, trying to pay attention when Abby started explaining the game? to him. Was it a game? It was a weird game. You TRIED to purposefully hit your friend? Sounded pointless, but okay. "oookay. Comprendae. I can do that. Just, like, smack you, and then I win. Got it." He joked with a small grin.