Trust is a two way road.

[Wolfbane]

Leading Dasoto to the arena, Nicky clicked her toungue to him.
Talking to him in a calm voice.
Closing the arena door behind them, she slowly started to lead him around, still talking to him.

[Onyx]

His legs moved haltingly, neck stiff. Constantly chewing and mouthing the metal bar between his teeth, Dasoto allowed himself to be led into the arena. Now and then his head would drop, then swing up, jerking at Nicky's arm. but, overall he wasn't doing to bad. He had been used to the bridle and bit, but had seemed to forget about it in that past month of solitude. Now, slowly but surely, as he gained weight and confidence, learning to trust again, the memories of before came back to him. The stallion had never been too good with ground exercises, but he was doing well. His pace soon matched his owner's, slowing and quickening along with her. Whenever a farm dog or person would pass his ears and head woul go up and face them, coming to a halt. Then, after assuring himself that they were leaving, he would continue walking.