John had gotten a new horse from an abusive home, and his wife was dead set on helping it. The horse was extremely scared of the men and was skittish around her. Kenzie felt a deep connection to the horse having been abused before too she'd spend most of her day trying to earn the horses' trust she had started sleeping in the corral they were keeping it in to quartine it from the other horses just incase it had something. She sat on the ground, the horse sitting staring at her. "You know I know what it's like to be abused too. The people that were supposed to love and take care of me abused me too, so I know your pain, baby." She said, scooting closer to the horse slowly reaching out her hand. The horse touched her nose to her hand and slowly relaxed. John and Rip were watching not too far away. "God damn she actually got thing to let her touch it." Rip said, astonished and a little gobsmacked. John just smiled, knowing if anyone could get this horses trust, it'd be her. They watched her pet the horse. After a while, Rip got bored and walked away, and John went over to her. He leaned up against the corral. John: I see she's letting you touch her now