Thank for your imput, Red. I'm sure it won't happen again!))
Charlie frowned and flicked the reins, Mouse sped up into a quick trot. Mouse took one last concerned glance towards Pistol's leg before turning forward, tossing her mane. A movement caught the corner of the blonde's eye and she turned away from Jake, scanning the clearing around them. Her blue eyes rested on a warthog, who seemed unaware of its oncoming death.