He's almost done with the ornery stallion when his phone rings. Pressing the device to his ear he rubs dry his horse and answers in a low voice: carefully watching that no humans are about. It's a moment before she re-enters the expansive barn when he hangs up and pockets the device. Morag clips the blanket over the horse and leads him to his own stall without worries. "Now, you pest, you've food and a bath. WAIT." Is demanded severely.
Again the horse bobs his head and he slips away from the stall. Blue eyes light on the ranchers' daughter when she returns and speaks. "Hi Emily." Is greeted warmly.