Steadies a Horse

“Why would I want to hunt stinky old pigs?” she snapped back. “Anyway, it seems to me we could have gotten to Camelot an easier way!” She shifted uncomfortably, which caused her gray mare to buck slightly. Grabbing at the saddle horn, she gasped and cried out, “Oh! I'm falling!”

Reb instantly spurred the bay he was riding so that he could grab the bridle of Abigail's mare. “You settle down there, girl!” he said sharply to the horse.

The mare gave him a cautious look and seemed to agree.