Uhm uh uh uhm that's not helpful I need yes or no

So

Shes

Uh

Not getting kicked right now))

Elowyn was too preoccupied to worry about the bait he had attempted to get her to rise to, brushing at Jane quietly. She looked at him in surprise at the simple praise; unsure of how to react and instead pretending he said nothing at all. She glanced at him for the suggestion, looked to the shelf. She replaced her brush quietly and grabbed another, softer one, lifting it to show it to him. "Like this?" She asked tentatively. She seemed more docile now that he had calmed down, but she liked him far less than she did when she walked into the barn to begin with. Which was saying something.

Kay then

good decision making-

by the way that was me, he was just warning her about the hoof pick, I'm the one with bad intentions

he's angry but he does want to help))

Dante glanced over the mare's back. "Yep. Go for long strokes." He didn't specify where, tired of assuming because he was probably gonna be wrong. That should've taught him something but he was too disassociated.

His hand moved down her spine, quiet. He was more of a visual learner and automatically expected the same from her, hoping monkey see monkey do would pull into play here.

Hemanwinwpzlxpnw words unclear Danno malfunctioning))

Elowyn nodded quietly, running the brush lightly down the crest of Jane's neck and repeating the action in horizontal stripes moving down her neck. She watched him quietly as she continued her process, unsure of what he was doing as she moved.

Dante brushed off the brush on his pants and then started down her back, quick motions that flicked outward, he kept his eyes on his hand. His other one was gently on the furry black shoulder to keep him balanced as he shifted back and forth.

Elowyn watched him quietly, observing his posture and then subtly shifting so she could mimic him. She kept her eyes locked onto her hand rather than look up at him, attempting to copy his movements as best She could. She barely looked up at him, and when she did, it was to note his technique or position and make adjustments to her own.

Dante made quick work of where he was aiming, steady handed. He glanced over at her, she was doing exactly what he was hoping she would. Figuring she wasn't going to ride today, reasonably.

Elowyn was quiet, seeming a little twitchy because he was only on the other side of the horse- a little too close for her comfort, it seemed. She continued the movement over Jane's hindquarters quietly and continued down her leg.