Jay continued to run the hose over her shoulder. "Looks like we'll have to take it easy for a little while." He murmured.
Voltaire snorted, standing there in the forest, completely alone now. He glared off toward the direction of the barn, narrowing his eyes. He didn't particularly like Russian and didn't mind Ace, but they were company, safety in numbers. Now, it was just down to himself and those mares, if they stuck around, and also his brother, when he was around.