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Manuel
Ekara looked up at Sova confused, not really knowing what he wanted to do with the horse. She didn't even know what horses were for that well- I mean yes, she knew that people use them to transport things but ride them? She hasn't really though that a horse could be ridden. The elf looked at the hand, tilting her head before finally understanding that the man wanted her to ride along and so she grabbed his hand and struggled with getting on the horse.

After finally succeeding, she was sat in front of the man, her legs gently swaying around as she waited for the horse to start walking. The small elf then remembered about her precious flowers and got off, stumbling and somehow tripping, almost falling just from getting off a horse. But that wasn't important, no, no, her babies, her little flowers were the center of her attention in that moment.

And so she hurried to the stump they sat at and kneeled down once again, she grabbed the small pile of flowers, arranging them and separating them gently before going back to the horse, looking up at Sova as if she tried to ask for help. She even made a small noise to catch his attention as she was sure that she wouldn't be able to get up alone.
Vivian
He followed the girls every movement closely. The moment she got up and then the panic she had when she left her flowers, the way she stumbled down from the horse, and then the look she gave him after she got her flowers. She was just getting cuter and cuter. He jumped down from the horse and grabbed her hips. He lifted her up onto the horse and then jumped on behind her.

He gave the girl a pat. He grabbed her hand and out it onto the horn of the saddle, somewhat signaling her to hold on. He rested his foot in the stirrup and got the paper, ink and the pen and started writing. "Hold onto the horn. I wouldnt want such a cutie hurting herself. And which way should we go?". He put the paper onto the Ekara's thigh.
Manuel
She was happy, grateful as well that the man picked her up, especially that he took care with her fragile flowers- the poor elf would actually cry if any of her flowers would be ripped in any shape or form, even a ripped petal would probably break her heart. Not because the flower wasn't pretty anymore, but because she thought that the flowers were still alive and that it would hurt them if a petal were to be ripped. 

As it was mentioned before her concept of closeness was pretty unclean so she didn't really understand when close was too close and thus had a normal reaction to all of the gentle touches Sova made, though the pats did indeed make her feel good about herself, giving her the feeling that she did well. 

She read the scroll slowly and then took the pen, writing back «Horn? Horn do hoo hoo hoo». She didn't really understand what the man meant by horn, especially since she never rode a horse. She only knew about the instrument, and she knew what sound it made since Finon wrote it down how it sounds like. Ekara then gave him the paper back, still a bit confused as to what he wanted to say by horn.
Vivian
Sova read the note and chuckled. He then started writing on the paper that was still on Ekara's thigh. "You see that thing that points out at the front of the saddle, thats called a horn too. I just want you to hold onto that. I wouldn't want a cutie like you hurting yourself". He showed her the message and put away the paper and the in and pen. 

He grabbed her hand and put it on the horn, hoping that she would understand this time. He patted the horse grabbed the rein and whipped the horse which started going slowly. He was holding Ekara with one hand in almost a hugging fashion. The horse started going a bit faster and he was making sure that Ekara was safe and secure. When they came to a branching road he poked the girl's cheeks and looked at her questioningly.
Manuel
Her definition of what a horn would be was still a bit vague since she also didn't really understand what he meant, even with the explanation written down for her, but she trusted that he would help her grab onto the so called horn. The small elf then smiled when she felt his hand guide hers to the horn, the feeling of safety washing over her as soon as she felt the man's hug, all of her worries going away as she closed her eyes and tensed down.

Her mind started going all around as soon as she relaxed a little, thinking about what he wrote especially. She didn't really understand what cutie meant and so she let go of the horn, now only holding onto it with one hand and she turned around slightly, looking up at him and holding the paper and pointing at the cutie word, signing something and then shrugging, just as if she would ask him what that was.

She didn't really know words like cutie and the such, especially since she only knew basic common, so the poor elf -Sova, that is- shouldn't really have much expectations from her.