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Isabel, oblivious to the significance of the task, inquired out of pure curiosity. Her attention span didn't last too long before she moved on but she had been watching Kuchel for some time now, captivated by the act. In private moments, Isabel had tried her hand at it, only to meet with repeated failures.
A warm smile played across her face as she settled into a comfortable position, legs casually crossed beneath her, eyes fixated on the vibrant yellows and whites that appeared before her. "No ma'am, just puttin' flowers in Greg's mane and tail" she confessed with a polite demeanor, choosing courtesy when she saw fit.













