Previously: Both Poodle and Daisy—true to their canine heritage—were tireless, ‘though both were longing for a nice nap—also true to their heritage.
The banter of the humans had degenerated into bored silence. Bored silence that was ended by Flutters, “Many riders on your right rear about an hour away!”
“Do you recognize them?”
“Too far away to be sure, but there were around fifty of them.”
“Go find out,” Jay ordered, “The dogs are ahead of us, let’s catch them and gather them up on the horses. I don’t think even trotting is enough now.”
All three horses broke into a full gallop.
Chapter 7—Loco Part IV, Fort Justice—Episode 1
Even the great, sentient horses cannot gallop without some rest-by-walking time—but they were by now, some thirty miles ahead of the fifty riders, and too, the canines were itching to get back on the ground.
In fact, they were only ten miles out from Loco, Nevada.
Soon Flutters caught-up with them, “Those riders ARE the ones we feared they were, I saw that Jeremiah Smith was leading them.”
“Do they know that we are ahead of them?” Jay asked.
“I don’t think so,” Flutters replied, “They seemed relaxed, and ‘though I couldn’t hear their words, I could see them laughing every now and then.”
“Good,” Hiram said, “Let’s let the canines get their muscles loosened-up for another hour, and then gallop the rest of the way to Loco.”
“That’s more time than we need, Human Jay,” Pal whinnied, “But we’ll be patient while our canines run.”
There were some other riders who Flutters missed seeing—riders who were a good bit closer than Smith and his pals—and a great-deal more dangerous.
They were not on the trail, but rather some five miles south and riding parallel. The trail meandered around hills and draws—the other riders rode straight over and through such obstacles as if they weren’t there.
While they were only six in number—they were far more formidable than any Jay and company had ever faced.
To be continued…