An idyllic scene:
The beautiful woodlands stretch off into the distance in all directions, a small muddy cart-track meandering off towards the rest of civilisation.
A selection of... mostly-human individuals, sitting or crouching by a sparkling stream flanked with a profusion of bluebells, panning the water for something - not gold, something more precious than gold, something more magic...
All of them have some slightly non-human features - prominent green veins, or patches of bark, or vines and flowers growing amongst the hair, or thorns jutting awkwardly through the skin. All of them have at least one prominent tattoo, a variation on the theme of a twining thorned branch; some have many more.
A few children running here and there, not tattooed, fetching and carrying and dancing and playing. Some are a little green-veined, some with scabs of bark from inevitable childhood accidents.
In general, a peaceful and Prosperous place, if a little light on infrastructure and facilities; some wooden structures cling to the forest's edge above the brook, haphazard shelters built with love and energy and not very much in the way of skill and patience.
An idyllic scene:
The ability to follow what she is doing is, uh, variable, and a couple of people fall over and are mocked mercilessly but good-naturedly by their peers - but also helped up, and the group appears to be giving each other tips on how to complete stretches one person has got and someone else hasn't quite.
She can help with her pebble, too, first demonstrating a move herself with the pebble as a guide and then sending it over to guide someone else in the same way; hopefully this'll be less startling than a sourceless telekinetic nudge.
Something they can see coming definitely is somewhat less startling - if, in some cases, only because they can deliberately evade it. It's fairly clear that some of these people are okay with being touched, some are fine if there aren't any sudden movements, and a couple really want their personal space clear at all times, and everyone seems to understand and respect this - at least in front of an adult they want to impress, anyway.
Sure, she can work with that. Are any of them still particularly struggling at this point?
One of the older lads who seems to be fine with approach-with-care is absolutely getting it wrong in a subtle way that's probably going to hurt later if he keeps going for it like that; a younger teenage girl who absolutely won't be touched is having balance issues; the determined eight year old is getting a bit frustrated trying to remember several different things at once.
Balance issues usually respond well to practice, she'll see about giving the teenage girl some exercises for it at the end. The eight-year-old can have one of the helpfully-inclined people pointed her way. The young man gets one-on-one attention from her; better to get that kind of problem straightened out right away.
He seems pretty determined that his way is better and seems to be trying to demonstrate it to Deskyl, despite it very clearly being something that's going to mess up his tendons if he keeps doing that.
She'll put in a solid effort to communicate that that's not a good technique, up to and including doing it his way once to make it clear that she's not just not getting what he's saying, but if he's going to insist on doing it his way -
- then he's not welcome to continue here, and she'll firmly send him off.
He backs off a little, then tries to continue arguing; two of the others physically grab him to try to drag him away. This results in a bit of a fight - even though he's startled, it's not deadly serious, nobody is trying to really injure each other, they're just testing each other's physical dominance.
Deskyl will hang back as long as nobody's temper seems to be getting out of hand; she doesn't want to establish getting into a fight with her as something that might happen in the normal course of things rather than a dangerous aberration.
Eventually, when he's obviously losing, the boy angrily declares something - probably along the lines of "I didn't want to study your stupid stretches anyway!" - and runs off.
Everyone else dusts themselves off where applicable and looks kind of sheepish about the whole situation; a couple of them are obviously trying to apologise to Deskyl.
She shrugs and gets back to work as if nothing in particular happened, showing that one teenager a balance exercise.