8. Drive

"No! You are not using Kicker to pull this carriage!"

"They're almost here! Either you can have Kicker pull the carriage, or we can face their wrath!"

Horace glared at Will. "Why do we even need the carriage?"

Will threw up his hands in exasperation. "It has all of our supplies and weapons. Would you like to be stranded here without those things?"

Horace looked at the loaded carriage. "Well, why can't Tug pull it?"

Will glanced at the horse that was standing beside him. Inwardly, he thought, Because Tug is a Ranger horse. Of course he isn't going to be the one to pull the carriage. But to Horace, he said, "Tug isn't strong enough to pull that load."

Horace rolled his eyes. "I thought that Ranger horses were stronger than that."

"You can hook Kicker up, Horace, or you can have them catch us. You can choose."

Growling and mumbling to himself, Horace reluctantly attached Kicker to the harness. "If we weren't being chased Will..." He trailed off as he saw the bemused expression on Will's face.

Will kept the expression as Horace climbed into the driver's seat "I'm sure you would, Horace. But we are being chased, so DRIVE!"